One drizzly morning, when I saw the plum blossom blooming at the Shōchōjuin, and wove a garland from them.
ふる寺の朽木の梅も春雨にそほちて花ぞほころびにける
furudera no
kuchigi no mume mo
harusame ni
sōchite hana zo
hokorobinikeru | At an ancient temple
Even the gnarled plum tree,
By spring showers
Drenched, into blossom
Has burst out! |
Created with Soan.
Among the poems he presented to the Hiyoshi Shrine.
みるままにかねのねとほくなりにけり雲もかさなる峰の古寺
miru mama ni
kane no ne tōku
narinikeri
kumo mo kazanaru
mine no furutera | As I gaze upon it
The bell’s toll distant
Does become;
Clouds lie upon
The ancient temple on the mountain’s peak. |
Supernumerary Middle Counsellor Masayo
'Simply moving and elegant'
