Eikyū hyakushu 498

Clouds 雲

むらさきの色やまがふと大空にうかべる雲のむつましきかな

murasaki no
iro ya magau to
ōzora ni
ukaberu kumo no
mutsumashiki kana

Are the violet
Hues blended through
The heavens where
The clouds do drift
What make them so dear?

Daishin

Waka Poetry