A utensil bearer’s poem.
み山にはあられふるらしとやまなるまさきのかづらいろづきにけり
| miyama ni Fa arare Fururasi toyama naru masaki no kadura irodukinikeri | Upon the sacred mountain Hail has fallen, it seems, For on the distant slopes The evergreen kazura trees Have changed their hues. |
Anonymous