Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count -- / Festival of the Souls.
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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.
Old pond, frog jumps in - plop.
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo