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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.
MATSUO BASHO

Enough Hide Order See
The basis of art is change in the universe.
MATSUO BASHO

Art Change One Liner Universe
No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
MATSUO BASHO

Accomplishment Deep Devotion Interest Yourself
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
MATSUO BASHO

Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
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.
MATSUO BASHO

Deep Enough Gide Leaving Object Subject Yourself
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
MATSUO BASHO

Dreams Summer Warrior
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
MATSUO BASHO

Flower Interest Tree
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.
MATSUO BASHO

Breathe Compose Dangerous Enemy Fall Hairs Mindset Tree Writing
Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
MATSUO BASHO

Calm Rock Serene Sound
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
MATSUO BASHO

Live Nature Ourselves Tree
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
MATSUO BASHO

Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
MATSUO BASHO

Cry Death Flower
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
MATSUO BASHO

Drop Spring Tree
The journey itself is my home.
MATSUO BASHO

Home Journey Myself
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
MATSUO BASHO

Flower Food Love Poverty Togetherness

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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