When the Gokyōgoku Regent ordered her to produce a hundred poem sequence.

雲となり雨となりても身にそはばむなしき空をかたみとやみん

kumo to nari ame to narite mo mi ni sowaba munashiki sora o katami to ya min

Even should you become a cloud, and Then become raindrops Falling on my flesh, then Would the vacant skies I see as a keepsake, perhaps?

Kojijū