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.
The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet--
O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly!
Red morning sky - snail, are you glad of it?
before the gate -- my walking stick's made a river of melting snow
Listen, all creeping things, the bell of transience.
Summer night-- even the stars are whispering to each other.
All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes.
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love
Don't kill!... The fly is asking you To save his life By rubbing his hands together
In this world
we walk on the roof of hell
gazing at flowers
Where there are humans, You'll find flies, And Buddhas.
Reflected in the dragonfly's eye -- mountains.
Not gifted with genius but honestly holding his experiences deep in his heart, he kept his simplicity and humanity.
Even in warmest glow how cold my shadow
There is no stranger under the cherry tree.
Dry creek glimpsed by lightning
Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.
Moon, plum blossoms, this, that, and the day goes
In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees... Strangers are like friends
Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
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