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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

Matsuo Basho

Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
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
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Collection Rain River Water
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Bright Burn Moon One Liner
Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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Knowledge Learning Leaving Nature Wisdom Yourself
The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Empty Intimate Relationship Unique Universe
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
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself
Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Journey Path Seek 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
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Bloom Flower Poverty Truth
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Existence Plant Rope Twisted

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

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