Now seen...now gone, The butterfly flits in and out Through fence-hung flowers; But a life lived so close to them I envy...though… — Saigyō Copy Share Image
Tightly held by rocks Through winter, the ice today Begins to come undone: A way-seeker also is the water, Melting, murmuring from the moss. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
“Returning to where It used to see blossoms, My mind, changed, Will stay on at Yoshino... Home now, and see anew.” — Saigyo Copy Share Image
This place of mine never is entered by humans come for conversation, only by the mute moon's light shafts that slip in between the… — Saigyō Copy Share Image
Every single thing changes and is changing always in this world. Yet with the same light the moon goes on shining. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
I'd like to divide myself in order to see, among these mountains, each and every flower of every cherry tree. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
“Last year, Yoshino, I walked away bending branches To point me to blossoms-- Which now are everywhere and I can Go where I've never… — Saigyo Copy Share Image
Limitations gone: Since my mind fixed on the moon, Clarity and serenity Make something for which There's no end in sight. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
“Beyond this life and This world I'll have it til My heart's content: The bright moon that passed over The horizon before I had… — Saigyo Copy Share Image
Now seen...now gone, The butterfly flits in and out Through fence-hung flowers; But a life lived so close to them I envy...though it's here… — Saigyō Copy Share Image
Whatever it is, / I cannot understand it, / although gratitude / stubbornly overcomes me / until I'm reduced to tears. — Saigyō Copy Share Image
“Today's satori: Such a change of mind would Not exist without My lifelong habit of having My mind immersed in blossoms.” — Saigyo Copy Share Image
