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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.

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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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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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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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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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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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