Kei'un Hyakushu Kei’un Hyakushu 40 5th December 2015 temca Leave a comment Silver Grass. 花薄草のたもとの露ちりて手玉もゆらに秋風ぞ吹 hana susuki kusa no tamoto no tsuyu chirite tedama mo yura ni aki kaze zo fuku O silver grass, Upon your shoots’ cuffs Dew has fallen Bejewelled fingers rustling In the gusts of autumn wind.