The sea at springtime.All day it rises and falls,yes, rises and falls.
Buson (1716 - 1784)
Contributed by: Mariam
The world of dewis the world of dew,And yet, and yet...
Kobayashi Issa (1763 - 1827)
Contributed by: mimi
Zazen on the mountain
The birds have vanished down the sky.Now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,Until only the mountain remains
Contributed by: Tati
The moon does not think to be reflected,
nor does the water think to reflect,
in the Hirosawa Pond.
Source: The Sword of No Sword
Contributed by: Laurens
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