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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Memories Skeleton
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Age Deep Destiny Forever Home Journey Life Moon Old Sun Time Travel
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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Forget Inspirational Learning Rule
The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Art Change One Liner Universe
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Animal Call Darkness Sea White Wild
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Age Fresh Mountain Nature Spring Time World
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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Calm Rock Serene Sound
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Drop Spring Tree
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Dreams Summer Warrior
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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Clear Conscious Purity Realize Service Water Yourself
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Cloud Forever Friendship Lost Wild
Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Journey Path Seek Wisdom

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