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.
April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
Don't imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
When I speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.