picking
the nameless flower
I offer it to buddha
as a beggar, Santōka described one of his favorite places like this: ''The food is very cheap here, the salvation of this old hobo. Raw fish is five sen a plate, tempura five sen, yudoōfu two sen. Even a drunkard like me can become a Buddha in this very body for thirty sen.''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'' tsunde kite na wa shiranu hana o Mihotoke ni '' '' picking the nameless flower, / I offer it to Buddha ''