The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
MATSUO BASHOFriends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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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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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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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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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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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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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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