One day at a memorial service for someone at the Lower Izumo Temple, he listened to the Monk Shinsei giving a sermon, composed this and sent it to Ono no Komachi.
sode ni tamaranu
Fito wo minu me no
|I may wrap them up, but
In my sleeve, they will not stay,
These white jewels,
Shed for a lady I cannot glimpse
Are my tears.
Abe no Kiyoyuki (825-900)