The mind of man and nature, thus meet and join
Which from the side of Aso Rock I beheld
Rise up before me,follow to in turn
By sundry others, whence I will select
An image,living pictures to embody
This delightful argument.

It was a cold blue moon when chance we met
Adorned in the autumn winds,at your beckoning
Ten Thousand waves crashed in our presence
Overwhelmed in your cavarnous being
Then silence, all the mountains seem’d so quiet
And then the dream is gone from me.