Like vanishing dew,a passing apparitionor the sudden flashof lightning -- already gone --thus should one regard one's self. - Ikkyu
sick of it whatever it's called sick of the namesI dedicate every pore to what's here - Ikkyu
I can see clouds a thousand miles away, hear ancient music in the pines. - Ikkyu
Many paths lead from the foot of the mountain, but at the peak we all gaze at the single bright moon. - Ikkyu