Morotomoni (Kin'yo-shu / Archbishop Gyoson, Hyakunin Isshu No. 66) Garu JP
Deep in the mist, I walk a path that has no name
The bell I carry for the bears goes on ahead of me
I look back, and even the way I came is buried in white
Climbing alone up a mountain no one knows
When I call out, the mist swallows my voice
and far within it, one faint light
"Together, let us feel for each other, mountain cherry,
for no one knows me but you, my flower"
So you were blooming here, in a place like this
not showing yourself to anyone
Together, together
one person, one tree
Long ago there was a monk who trod the rocks and stood beneath the falls
Halfway up the steep ridges
he stopped before a single petal of pale pink
and for the first time, he spoke to someone
There was no answer, and yet it swayed
the tip of a branch, as if to nod
"Together, let us feel for each other, mountain cherry,
for no one knows me but you, my flower"
The times I cried, the times I laughed
you are the only one who knows
Together, together
you are here
The wind falls still
The mist clears
and all across the valley
petals are falling
"Together, let us feel for each other, mountain cherry,
for no one knows me but you, my flower"
I thought that I was all alone
I just couldn't see
Together, together
one person, one tree
Mountain cherry, no one knows but you
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