Eikyū hyakushu 375

Brushwood

生ひたてば椎の真柴もなりつなり喩ふるかたもなき我が身哉

oitateba
shii no mashiba mo
naritsunari
tatouru kata mo
naki wakami kana
When it is grown up
A fine brushwood tree
Will it have become;
I imagine that no trace
Will be left of me…

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