Japanese Buddhist Monk, Poet, Son of Emperor Go-Daigo
Life is an ever-rolling wheel
and every day is the right one.
He who recites poems at his death
adds frost to the snow.
Life is like a cloud of mist
Emerging from a mountain cave
a floating moon
In its celestial course.
If you think too much about the meaning they may have you'll be bound forever like an ass to a stake.
Words cannot describe everything. The heart’s message cannot be delivered in words. If one receives words literally, he will be lost. If he tries to explain with words, eh will not attain enlightenment in this life.