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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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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
Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Old Pond
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
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Cloud Forever Friendship Lost Wild
On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Autumn Evening
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Live Nature Ourselves Tree
Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Age Fresh Mountain Nature Spring Time World
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Animal Call Darkness Sea White Wild
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
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old

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