Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon.
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Break open_x000D_ _x000D_ A cherry tree_x000D_ _x000D_ And there are no flowers;_x000D_ _x000D_ But the spring breeze_x000D_ _x000D_ Brings forth myriad blossoms.
Interpretation
The quote illustrates how beauty and potential can emerge from what initially appears barren or lifeless.
Ikkyu's quote reflects the idea that even in moments of desolation or stagnation, there exists the possibility of renewal and beauty. The imagery of the cherry tree, which appears bare at first, symbolizes life's hidden potential waiting to be revealed, especially as the spring breeze signifies change and awakening. This serves as a reminder that outward appearances can be deceiving, and transformation is often just around the corner.
In practice
In a motivational speech about resilience and growth.
Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon.
My real dwelling _x000D_ Has no pillars _x000D_ And no roof either _x000D_ So rain cannot soak it _x000D_ And wind cannot blow _x000D_ it down.
Having no destination, I am never lost.
From the world of passions returning to the world of passions: _x000D_ There is a moment's pause. _x000D_ If it rains, let it rain, if the wind blows, let it blow.
Look at the cherry blossoms!_x000D_ Their color and scent fall with them,_x000D_ Are gone forever,_x000D_ Yet mindless_x000D_ The spring comes again.
The tree is stripped,_x000D_ _x000D_ All color, fragrance gone,_x000D_ _x000D_ Yet already on the bough,_x000D_ _x000D_ Uncaring spring!
If we do not do something to prevent it, Africa's animals, and the places in which they live, will be lost to our world, and her children, forever. Before it is too late, we need your help to lay the foundation that will preserve this precious legacy long after we are gone.
Corn wind in the fall, come off the black lands, come off the whisper of the silk hangers, the lap of the flat spear leaves.
Touch the earth, love the earth, honour the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places.
This beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control, this was so beautiful it stopped my breath.
Many people say that this is not an easy issue, we cannot just say that this is how it is, it's not black and white. But I say that this is black and white. Either we stop the emissions or we don't. There are no gray areas when it comes to survival.
Even if you never have the chance to see or touch the ocean, the ocean touches you with every breath you take, every drop of water you drink, every bite you consume. Everyone, everywhere is inextricably connected to and utterly dependent upon the existence of the sea.
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