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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.

Matsuo Basho

Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Empty Intimate Relationship Unique Universe
Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Death Life Moments Poem
With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Butterfly Change Mindset Place
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Bloom Flower Poverty Truth
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Flower Food Love Poverty Togetherness
Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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Knowledge Learning Leaving Nature Wisdom Yourself
At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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Avoid Believe Break Desire Divine Human Myself Noise Silence Sound
Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Fire Heart Place Travel
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve

All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.

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