Composed on seeing cherry blossom flowing along the stream in the grounds of the Palace of the Crown Prince.

枝よりもあだにちりにし花なればおちても水の泡とこそなれ

eda yori mo ada ni tirinisi Fana nareba otitemo midu no awa to koso nare

From the branch Have simply scattered These blossoms, so they are Fallen, yet the waters’ Foam have they become.

Sugano no Takayo