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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.

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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.
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Beginning Lonely Master Myself Poem
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
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
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Live Nature Ourselves Tree
A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Deep Instrument One Liner
Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Old Pond
The journey itself is my home.
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Home Journey Myself
With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Butterfly Change Mindset Place
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Flower Pain See True World
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Day Journey Myself Sea Wind

With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.

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