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i’d like to divide
myself in order to see,
among these mountains,
each and every flower
of every cherry tree.

coming, going, the waterfowl
leaves not a trace,
nor does it need a guide

Dogen Kigen

coolness
exactly as a pine in the fields
the shape of a branch

Basho

settling, white dew
does not discriminate,
each drop its home

Soin