Thirty casual poems at my grass hut (28):

If someone asks

How the Buddha is,

The icicle dried up

Under the silkworm hut.

 

 

Sōan-no gū-ei sanjisshu (28):

Ikanaru-ka

Hotoke-to iite

Hito towaba

Kaiya-ga moto-ni

Tsurara hini-keri

 

 

 

草庵之偶詠三十首 (28):

如何なるか

佛といひて

人問わば

かいやが下に

つららひにけり