Zen Haiku's of Zen
Master Issa
- Not yet having become a buddha,
This ancient pine tree,
Idly dreaming - Issa
- I have nothing at all --
But this tranquility!
This coolness! – Issa
- Listen,
All creeping things --
The bell of transience. – Issa
- From the white dewdrops,
Learn the way
To the pure land. – Issa
- Heedless of the dew
That marks our closing day,
We bind ourselves to others. – Issa
- Life is a dewdrop,
Yes i am perfectly convinced.
Life is a dewdrop,
And yet and yet.... – Issa
- Lost in bamboo,
But when moon lights --
My house. – Issa
- The youngest nightingale that
Can rejoice
Calls to its parents in a yellow
Voice. - Issa
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