Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
Twilight whippoorwill... Whistle on, sweet deepener Of dark loneliness
Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.