Seek on high bare trails Sky-reflecting violets... Mountain-top jewels
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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.
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
Learn about a pine tree from a pine tree, and about a bamboo plant from a bamboo plant.