Still, his heart would cry out against the tyranny of such a philosophy. His heart didn't mirror the ideals. His heart seems to have longed for a peace that went deeper than a mere acceptance that "Life is suffering" (the first of the Four Noble Truths taught by Buddha).
And his heart never seemed to quite accept the perfectly passive role that he tried to assign himself. Even in the image that he loved to use to remind himself of these ideas he had a hard time making the image fit the world in which life goes on.
The second poem below was written just after one of his children died.
A world of dew
and within every dewdrop
a world of struggleThis world of dew
is only a world of dew . . .
Bonfires for the dead-
soon they'll burn
Delighted by bonfires
for the dead . . .
These texts taken from http://thegreenleaf.co.uk/HP/Issa/00haiku.htm and http://haikuguy.com/issa/index.html