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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.

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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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Accomplishment Deep Devotion Interest Yourself
Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Fire Heart Place Travel
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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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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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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Deep Enough Gide Leaving Object Subject Yourself
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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The journey itself is my home.
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He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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Creation Life Master Poem Poet Time Writing
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom

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