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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.

Matsuo Basho

Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Forget Inspirational Learning Rule
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Bright Burn Moon One Liner
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
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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Creation Life Master Poem Poet Time Writing
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Flower Pain See True World
When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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Breathe Compose Dangerous Enemy Fall Hairs Mindset Tree Writing
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Break Deep Frog Resonate Silence Water
Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
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
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Drop Spring Tree
The journey itself is my home.
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Home Journey Myself

From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.

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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.

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