松風に明け暮れの鐘撞いてin the pine wind ringing the bell at dawn and dusk

味取観音堂での日々。朝と夕べに鐘を撞くことだけが日課で、あとは松風の音ばかり。しずかといえばしずか、さびしいと思えばさびしい堂守の暮らしが、この一句にそのまま籠っている。Days at the Mitori Kannon-dō. His one daily task was to ring the bell at morning and at evening; all the rest was the sound of wind in the pines. Still if you called it still, lonely if you thought it lonely — the whole of that keeper's life is held in this one poem.