Break open_x000D_ _x000D_ A cherry tree_x000D_ _x000D_ And there are no flowers;_x000D_ _x000D_ But the spring breeze_x000D_ _x000D_ Brings forth myriad blossoms.
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Learn how to read the love letters sent by the wind and rain, the snow and moon.
Interpretation
The quote encourages us to pay attention to the subtle messages and beauty in nature and how they reflect love.
Ikkyu's quote speaks to the idea that nature communicates in profound ways, offering love and wisdom through its elements. By interpreting the 'love letters' from the wind, rain, snow, and moon, we can connect with the world around us and experience love in its purest forms, suggesting that love isn't just found in human relationships but also in the simplicity of nature itself.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a poetry reading to emphasize the connection between nature and emotions.
Break open_x000D_ _x000D_ A cherry tree_x000D_ _x000D_ And there are no flowers;_x000D_ _x000D_ But the spring breeze_x000D_ _x000D_ Brings forth myriad blossoms.
My real dwelling _x000D_ Has no pillars _x000D_ And no roof either _x000D_ So rain cannot soak it _x000D_ And wind cannot blow _x000D_ it down.
Having no destination, I am never lost.
From the world of passions returning to the world of passions: _x000D_ There is a moment's pause. _x000D_ If it rains, let it rain, if the wind blows, let it blow.
Look at the cherry blossoms!_x000D_ Their color and scent fall with them,_x000D_ Are gone forever,_x000D_ Yet mindless_x000D_ The spring comes again.
The tree is stripped,_x000D_ _x000D_ All color, fragrance gone,_x000D_ _x000D_ Yet already on the bough,_x000D_ _x000D_ Uncaring spring!
I think every human being knows how to hate. Because if they didn't know how to hate how to hate they wouldn't know how to love.
Medicine, you see, is my first love; whether I write fiction or nonfiction, and even when it has nothing to do with medicine, it's still about medicine. After all, what is medicine but life plus? So I write about life.
He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
When the satisfaction or the security of another person becomes as significant to one as one's own satisfaction or security, then the state of love exists. Under no other circumstances is a state of love present, regardless of the popular usage of the term.
Love consists in giving without getting in return; in giving what is not owed, what is not due the other. That's why true love is never based, as associations for utility or pleasure are, on a fair exchange.
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
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