Japanese Haiku Poet, Zen Monk
"Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in so doing you must let go of your subjective preoccupation with yourself.... Your poetry arises by itself when you and the object become one."
"There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; There is nothing you can think that is not the moon."
"All who have achieved excellence in art possess one thing in common; that is, a mind to be one with nature, throughout the seasons."
"Even in Kyoto--hearing the cuckoo's cry--I long for Kyoto. A crow has settled on a bare branch-- autumn evening. The crane's legs have gotten shorter in the spring rain. Weathered bones on my mind, a wind-pierced body. This road - no one goes down it, autumn evening. Another year gone--hat in hand, sandals on my feet. The old pond--a frog jumps in sound of water. The winter sun--on the horse's back my frozen shadow. Seeing people off, being seen off-- autumn in Kiso. A cold rain starting and no hat-- so? Singing, flying, singing the cuckoo keeps busy. Visiting the graves--white-haired, leaning on their canes. Midnight frost--I'd borrow the scarecrow's shirt. When the winter chrysanthemums go there's nothing to write about but radishes."
"Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there."