Unganji雲岸寺
1Traces of the Priest Butchō in the Mountain
當國雲岸寺のおくに佛頂和尙山居の跡あり たてよこの五尺にたらぬ草の庵 むすぶもくやし雨なかりせば
Deep within Unganji in this province there are traces where the priest Butchō lived in the mountain.
A grass hut that does not reach five feet either way
Even to tie up this much galls me, were there only no rain
2The Road to Unganji
と松の炭して岩にかきつけ侍りと聞へ給ふ其跡見んと雲岸寺に杖をひけば人にすゝんでともにいざなひ若き人多く道の程うちさわぎて覺へずかの麓に至る
This he wrote on the rock with pine charcoal, I heard. Wishing to see those traces, I turned my staff toward Unganji, and people pressed forward to come along with me, so that many young men followed, and with the noise they made all the way we reached the foot of the mountain before I knew it.
3Even the Woodpecker Does Not Break This Hut
山はおくあるけしきにて谷道遙に松杉黑く苔したゝりて卯月の天今猶寒し十景つくる所橋を渡て山門に入る扨かのあとはいづくの程にやと後の山によぢのほれは石上の小庵岩窟にむすびかけたり妙禪師の死關法雲法師の石室を見るが如し 木啄も庵はやぶらす夏木立
The mountain has a deep and hidden look. The valley road runs far, the pines and cedars are black, water drips from the moss, and though it is the sky of the fourth month it is cold even now. Where the ten views come to an end I crossed a bridge and entered the temple gate.
Then, wondering whereabouts those traces might be, I climbed up the mountain behind, and on a rock a small hut had been tied together, hung upon a cave in the cliff. It was like seeing the Death Barrier of the Chan master Miao, or the stone chamber of the Dharma master Fayun.
Even the woodpecker / does not break this one hut summer grove