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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.

Matsuo Basho

Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Flower Food Love Poverty Togetherness
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Forget Inspirational Learning Rule
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
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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Companion Humanity Leaving Mindset Mountain Universe Wisdom Yourself
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Live Nature Ourselves Tree
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
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
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
On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Autumn Evening
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Flower Pain See True World
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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Flower Moon Nature See Thinking Yourself

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