Ah, this violet

To pluck it is a pity,
To leave it is a pity,
Ah, this violet. (NAOJO)


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Everything

In my hut this spring,
There is nothing,
There is everything. (SODO)

Non-attachment

The frog rises to the surface
By the strength
Of its non-attachment. (JOSO)

Haiku

If you are tender to them,
The young sparrows
Will poop on you.

(ISSA)

Buddha nature

My old home
The face of the snail
Is the face of Buddha

(ISSA)

how touching

to exist after the storm 

chrysanthemum

butterflies and birds

restlessly they rise up 

a cloud of flowers 

a cuckoo

in a bamboo thicket 

leaking moonlight 

a nun living alone

cold-hearted in a thatched house 

a white azalea

autumn has come
visiting my ear on
a pillow of wind

fading temple bell

the fragrance of flowers strike 

at evening 

Basho