Old pond, frog jumps in - plop..

Come, butterfly It's late- We've miles to go together..

Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy th….

Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.

There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon..

Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water..

Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing..

Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem..

Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself..

The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter..

Come, see the true flowers of this pained world..

Operating superficially, the mind is random in its activity and stale in its insights and images. However, with practice and experience the mind is f….

Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves..

The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms..

Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subj….

Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought..

The journey itself is my home..

Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it..

No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it..

What is important is to keep our mind high in the world of true understanding, and returning to the world of our daily experience to seek therein the….

Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home..