Taneda Santōka once wrote in his journal:
"Today, I've composed 10 haiku,
of course they're about as good as broken pieces of tile,
but they may shine as much as a piece of tile can, and my job is to polish, polish,
polish them until they shine"
leaves fall from the trees-
I keep on walking
no one to meet-
the path worsens
can't do anything else-
I just keep walking
becoming a frog-
and jumping
a bird comes once-
and does not sing
all day in the mountains-
ants are also walking
snow falls on snow-
silence
occasionally-
the sound of drinking saké
is lonely
men and women
alone with their shadows-
dancing
when you live alone-
green green are the grasses
Beautiful, Brother Christopher.
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