Composed when she was in retreat at a mountain temple and saw someone’s funeral.
立ちのぼる煙につけて思ふかないつまた我を人のかく見ん
| tatinoboru keburi ni tukete omoFu kana itu mata ware wo Fito no kaku min |
Rising to the skies With the smoke I send My thoughts: Sometime hence I Will appear to folk like this. |
Izumi Shikibu
和泉式部