Negawakuwa / hana no shita nite
(I’d like to die / in spring)
The poem belongs to the Chants of the Hermitage by this 12th century Japanese monk. Its beauty comes from its extreme simplicity. Even when it is read from a translation, the reader guesses that each and every word that make up the poem occupy its right place, that none of them could find a synonym, that nothing could be added, that nothing could be deleted. One may be tempted to repeat it over and over again, in the belief of invocating something essential and absolute.