April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances
The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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 subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.