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1. Well on my way home. The bridge appearing at twilight. Wind billows robes. 2. Many dead leaves Offerings for Miroku From grateful trees. 3. The willow quivers Humbled by rain and winds The songbirds long fled. 4. Shimmering curtain Water droplets cascading Sliding down windows. 5. No moon to show you The parting of our minds. Risu's ancient mule. 6. What forgotten song Came with the rains today? Spreading tatami. 7. The squirrel's legs, Early morning grasses, Reflect green gems. 8. Tracking the moon, One eye enough, two splendid On a Summer night. 9. No lantern needed As the moon smiles broadly. Suddenly crickets. 10. An old frog glares At an older Risu, oh ! Fill the pot for tea. 11. I am most happy When the rains are heaviest Startling my mind. 12. To strange journeys, Alone before the altar, I offer shadows. 13. Open the shutters. Beautiful the storm front As it breaks now. 14. Alone in the mud Old Risu watches rain Fall on some snails. 15. With little wisdom, I put on my robes, just so. Today is today. 16. How many sounds? My fuzzy old mind hears Only the one now. 17. One hand tea pouring. The sound of Autumns ago Repeats itself. 18. Stagnant puddles go As the moon hides playfully Behind some clouds. 19. Dewdrops from the eaves Sparkles on the wind chimes. Crescent moonlight. 20. Oh small Buddha What a day to be ourselves Rounding all corners. 21. With my old eyes Each firefly like the moon. Nothing else matters. 22. What strange flower Blooms on the far shore tonight Tempting me forward? 23. A pond of lotus. Watching them slowly expire. The evening sun. 24. Never coming back The childhood sight of monks Laughing at dark clouds. 25. At last in Autumn Flowers and I love to bloom Against all reason. 26. Summer lakeshore. Geese don't care for my Walking meditation. 27. Into the temple One old priest comes blindly Happy at last. 28. Each morning I sit Beside the willow gazing At nothing special. 29. Creeping through Summer No matter where As long as shade comes. 30. Feet in water. Seemingly still afternoon. Ripples fade away. 31. Setting down my cares Entranced by a peony. Dreaming of moonlight. 32. In this far place I come nearer than before To where I am now. 33. If not for Summer Autumn would have eluded My sure arrival. 34. Hand of Buddha Sweeps the path ahead For me to see me. 35. Old thoughts tied on To a rock thrown into The swollen river. 36. What can happen here So far beyond expresion. Waiting for moonrise. 37. My simple tastes A cup of tea and a brush. Inking the evening. 38. Oh, clear water, Cloud bridge reflections. Later afternoon. 39. No looking back now. Up to my knees in it. Summer ocean. 40. Small and intense The butterfly carries on While I compose. 41. I sit motionless While the storm breaks above Sending leaves racing. 42. Starlight at midnight. The moon in its absence No thought required. 43. Pouring it slowly, Bodhi fresh in the teacup, Moon over mountain. 44. Moss covered rocks Beneath the paulownia And me intruding. 45. Hand in the water, Dreaming of the moon rising, Later in Autumn. 46. Rhododendrons sigh Breezes pushing their petals. I must follow suit. 47. Great gates not needed At our country temple; Crysanthemums though. 48. Odaimoku goes Round the highest mountains On the morning winds. 49. Chanting and sitting. The white moths are startled Flying far away. 50. What great mind Stirs the banners today? Just new monks. Enjoy your weekend and be well; T.S. |
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