Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
MATSUO BASHOClapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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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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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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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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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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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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