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

Matsuo Basho

There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Day Journey Myself Sea Wind
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
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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Avoid Believe Break Desire Divine Human Myself Noise Silence Sound
Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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Calm Rock Serene Sound
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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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World
With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Butterfly Change Mindset Place
Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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End Fan Myself Old Summer
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Flower Food Love Poverty Togetherness
Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Count Festival Soul Thinking
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See

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

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