Haiku and More

This Body is not Me

This body is not me. I am not limited by this body. I am life without boundaries. I have never been born, and I have never died. Look at the ocean and the sky filled with stars, manifestations from my wondrous true mind. Since before time, I have been free. Birth and death are only doors through which we pass, sacred thresholds on our journey. Birth and death are a game of hide-and-seek. So laugh with me, hold my hand, let us say good-bye, say good-bye, to meet again soon. We meet today. We will meet again tomorrow. We will meet at the source every moment. We meet each other in all forms of life.

Walking around begging for alms. My gift: the scorching sun.

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Giving a lift to the dragonfly; my bamboo hat.

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Let it dissolve into the winter drizzle - my silhouette from behind

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Moist with the morning dew, I go the way I want.

- Taneda Santoka

firefly finds his love they settle into grass together

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chrysanthemum blooming— the sash bound round my waist oh, so long

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on the seaside dunes other people in love… lingering daylight