On Prince Karu's Retirement to the Moor of Aki, to Meditate

He, Heaven-descended of the Shining One
Who dwells divine, bright Goddess of the Sun!
He hath forsaken circumstance and state
Of royal cities, and, unhesitate,
Hátsusé's hill-encircled wilds reviews,
The pathless steeps, the forest ways pursues—
When morning dawns, with waking wild-birds' cry,
When in the West the burning sun-fires die,
Faring; till on the moor of Aki, white
With fallen snow, the grasses tall and slight
Of plumed susuki, brusheth he aside,
To sleep on the grass-pillow, there to bide.
And, far from pageantry and regal state
On the past days to muse and meditate!