In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger.
In spring rain a pretty girl yawning.
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.
Don't worry, spiders,
I keep house
Here I'm here- the snow falling.
Red morning sky - snail, are you glad of it?
before the gate -- my walking stick's made a river of melting snow
The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet--
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love
O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly!
Listen, all creeping things, the bell of transience.
Where there are humans, You'll find flies, And Buddhas.
Summer night-- even the stars are whispering to each other.
Even in warmest glow how cold my shadow
All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes.
Don't kill!... The fly is asking you To save his life By rubbing his hands together
Dry creek glimpsed by lightning
Reflected in the dragonfly's eye -- mountains.
Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.
Moon, plum blossoms, this, that, and the day goes
Not gifted with genius but honestly holding his experiences deep in his heart, he kept his simplicity and humanity.
Take a nap
Making the mountain water
Pound the rice.
In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees... Strangers are like friends
In this world
we walk on the roof of hell
gazing at flowers
Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends