Quotes from Basho

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

If I had the knack I'd sing like Cherry flakes falling

dozing on horseback smoke form the tea-fires drifts to the moon

Furi ika ya! Kawaza tobikomu Mizo no oto

on this mountain sorrow...tell me about it digger of wild yams

Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.

Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.

Come, butterfly It's late- We've miles to go together.

Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.

The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.

Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice