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