With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
MATSUO BASHOA weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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