“Santoka is considered a unique proponent of “free-style” haiku poetry, a mode that abandoned much of the customary form and subject matter of traditional haiku in favor of a direct and unadorned depiction of human experience. He was also a wandering poet and ascetic Zen priest for the last fifteen years of his life. Santoka emphasized many of the essential qualities of Zen Buddhism in his verse, including mujo (impermanence), the necessity of sabi (solitude), the importance of simplicity in life, and the pervasive sadness that accompanies all human affairs. Many of his poems point toward the Zen goal of achieving spiritual enlightenment and serenity. Santoka spoke also of “the vital necessity of movement and the partial release it brings to the anguish of the soul.” – from http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.it/2015/03/carpe-diem-special-135-santoka-tanedas.html
Driving through roads that stretch for miles beside a vast salt my movement through time and space becomes hypnotic. Fugitive and impermanent the boundaries of the lake have shifted since I was last out this way.
Standing alone at the lake edge certainties diminish as I look into nothingness. The opposite shore is no more than ephemeral shapes hovering in some illusory space.
Beside the lake life is simple – no more than bands of colour. There is an emptiness that is both melancholic and serene. No one thing is more important that any other. All is reduced to suggestions of possibilities and the landscape itself becomes a haiku.