It must have been around the twentieth day of the Second Month, I think, when I was alone and gazing at the sky one evening as the new greenery was emerging in the north, and I composed this on hearing a goose call.

ながめつつおもふもかなしかへるかりゆくらんかたの夕ぐれの空

nagametsutsu omou mo kanashi kaeru kari yukuran kata no yūgure no sora

Ever gazing, My thoughts are filled with sadness, as Returning geese Go out into The twilight skies.