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Alone in the room,
consciousness of oneself –

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of knowledge acquisition –

Start of Day
The Beggar throws some coins
Into own begging bowl

The young samurai
Cuts fireflies for practice
Then longs for their glow.

Rather than think,
let thoughts spill onto paper
in indelible ink.

‘Next New Year’, she said,
‘perhaps you will call to find
everybody dead’.

Next door’s flute
Echoes my loneliness

Create your own life
Dance your dance, paint your painting.
You – artist, and art.

Green frog,
Is your body also
freshly painted?

An old pond!
A frog jumps in-
The sound of water.

From a bathing tub
I throw water into the lake –
slight muddiness appears.

Night, and the moon!
My neighbor, playing on his flute –
out of tune!

I am first with five
Then seven in the middle —
Five again to end.

Lateral thinking
overspills the boundaries
of the mind, winking.

Blue one, are you down?
Struggling to cope with your life?
These clouds, they will pass.