#1394 climbing in the storm

 

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over the mountain in Autumn

climbing in the storm

Kibune to Kurama

 

they say bears

 

for the sake of breathlessness

mountain sits

 

a sky is thunder off hidden

 

a mountain of trinkets at the foot

either side

 

I’m told the fairies – yōsei – here wear geta

 

the stream is ice soba

 

it’s better in toe shoes

for such a trail

 

leaves everywhere dry today, few turned

but the party of leaves is yet to begin

 

bears perhaps for a picnic?

 

there are birds inhabit the seldom silence

 

a long wrack now

a flash and groan

 

once leapt for a tangle of root

 

and time smooths us too

like a wrinkle Earth shakes out

 

bears, they say

there are pictures so we’ll know what they mean

 

we’re here

drip with, glisten

 

and on the rain side

lightly, lightly

 

showers for the sun

 

nature was always exciting

who called on these gods, you’ll ask

 

all such as these tracks have taken me up

and nothing without the trees

 

the solemn gong is a mountain too

 

and now you hear it high in the leaves

and a breeze for the second fall

 

then what if the storm itself were a shelter?

and just for such bears as ourselves

 

raindrops the size of coins fall

 

a mischievous spiriting, this care

 

such hearts must never grow old