Secrets stored within you,
Only you could know,
Frozen in five fevers,
Melted in a snow.
You stood within a blizzard,
Tied against their drums,
All those ghosts surrounding
For whom no few succumb.
A blinded deer in forests deep,
You memorized her ways,
Awoke within an hour,
Head circled in a daze.
They found you on that ferny bed,
Emptied by your hand,
Lost to all who you adored,
A future fire fanned.
Seven Hundred Jisei 