この道しかない春の雪ふるthere is only this road spring snow falling

もうこの道を行くしかない、という覚悟の上に、春の雪が静かに降っている。迷いを断った人の目に映る雪は冷たくない。ひとつのことを決めた朝、迷いを断つ響きをもって届く句。Upon the resolve that there is no way but to walk this road, spring snow falls quietly down. To the eyes of one who has cut off all wavering, the snow is not cold. On a morning when a single thing is decided, the poem arrives with the ring of doubt cut clean away.