“…once you are Real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always”*

*cited: M. William, The Velveteen Rabbit
Joining Cee’s FOTD challenge for July 7, 2024
“…once you are Real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always”*

*cited: M. William, The Velveteen Rabbit
Joining Cee’s FOTD challenge for July 7, 2024

Spring is a time of renewal … the continuation of awakening after winter’s sleep

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“What is the cause of everything? …everything relies on everything else in order to manifest. A flower has to rely on non-flower elements in order to manifest. If you look deeply into the flower, you can recognize non-flower elements. Looking into the flower, you recognize the element sunshine; that is a non-flower element. Without sunshine, a flower cannot manifest. Looking at the flower, you recognize the element cloud; that is a non-flower element. Without clouds, the flower cannot manifest. Other elements are essential, such as minerals, soil, the farmer and so on; a multitude of non-flower elects has come together in order to help the flower manifest.”
~Thich Nhat Hanh, No Fear, No Death
green moss–
all the way to my lap
spring’s rainbow ~Issa*

Leica V-Lux 5: f/4 1/2500 s 10.1 mm 125 ISO
*cited: http://www.haikuguy.com “love note to Planet Earth. Spring’s dazzling colors touch and include Issa. He gazes and realizes: I am (we are) part of this glory!f”
In the aging house,
crookedness of the door being straightened,
a spring-like winter day.
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

Day by day, day by day, and day by day,
quietly in the company of children I live,
In my sleeves, tiny embroidered balls, two or three.
Useless, intoxicated, in this peaceful spring.~Ryokan*

*cited:
Sky Above, Great Wind
K Tanahashi
In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove ~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
simply for all this
as if there was nothing else
early spring sunlight*

*unknown
Does that bird
think of past times
as it flies, singing
over the shade in the spring…
of weeping willows? ~unknown

Through the years
I’ve become used to sorrow,
There was not one spring
I didn’t leave behind
the flowers.
~Izumi Shikibu*

*cited:
The Ink Dark Moon
Trans: J Hirshfield & M Aratani
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