the moon's the same old moon,
the flowers exactly as they were,
yet i've become the thingness
of all the things i see!
bunan (1602-72)
[found in zen poetry: let the spring breeze enter edited and translated by lucien stryk and takashi ikemoto]
the moon's the same old moon,
the flowers exactly as they were,
yet i've become the thingness
of all the things i see!
bunan (1602-72)
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