Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Matsuo BashoRead
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
Interpretation
The quote suggests appreciating the beauty of flowers even in difficult circumstances.
Matsuo Basho's quote reflects on the resilience of nature's beauty, specifically flowers, that can bloom and thrive even in adverse conditions like poverty. It invites us to recognize and find joy in simple, yet profound aspects of life amidst struggles.
In practice
In a speech about perseverance, one might quote Basho to illustrate how beauty exists even in hard times.
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
We don't have to look far for miracles because they're all around us. Everything is astonishing. The universe on it's surface is alive with mystery.
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.
The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall. The waves were steeped deep-blue save for a pattern of diamond-pointed light on their backs which rippled as the backs of great horses ripple with muscles as they move. The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping.
Trees have a curious relationship to the subject of the present moment. There are many created things in the universe that outlive us, that outlive the sun, even, but I can't think about them. I live with trees.
It [the Earth] was breathtakingly beautiful, like something out of a fairy tale. There is no way to describe the joy of seeing the Earth. It is blue, and more beautiful than any other planet.
Four snakes gliding up and down a hollow for no purpose that I could see - not to eat, not for love, but only gliding.
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