While he was residing at Mount Hiei, and someone asked him for some incense, he sent this, attached to a branch of plum from which the blossom had scattered.

春すぎてちりはてにける梅の花ただかばかりぞ枝にのこれる

Faru sugite tiriFatekeru mume no Fana tada ka bakari zo eda ni nokoreru

Spring is gone and All scattered are The plum blossoms: Only their fragrance Lingers on the branch!

Dharma Master Jogan