From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
MATSUO BASHOApril’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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