the companion of the moon

Morning and night, a ten-square-foot cottage
filled with peace,
Cherry blossoms by the window, pear flowers in the yard,
fragrance as companion.
Even a gold house cannot match the value
of a scholar’s desk,
A thousand sages and ten-thousand worthies
want you everyday.

Takaragura

road to the capital

Traveling far, I cross mountains and rivers;
the mountains and rivers are long and are broad.
Waving my whip, I climb gentle slopes;
relaxing the reins, I follow level grasslands.
At evening I rest, and sleep holding my shadow;
at morning I move on, and go bearing my thoughts.
Stopping the reins, I lean on soaring crags;
listening hard, I hear the sad wind’s echoes.
White light falls onto the clear dew;
how bright the full moon shines!
Slapping my pillow, I cannot sleep;
arranging my clothes, alone in lengthy longings…

Kakinomoto Hitomaro