Who anointed Basho with curses of wandering, Who bade him lay down in fields all flowering. Who commanded him sleep while sakura blossomed, Who told him to wait winter out while spring it floundered? Who gave voice to the plover, the keening of the loon? Who invited him to stare into darkness only to find the moon? Who saw him stand alone on the beach of Narumi, Who drove him to the capital on roads long and snowy? Who secured my rest, my shadow unfrozen Who set me on horseback and undug the garden? Who circled the hawk and laid down the lamb? Who saved the rabbit, who can? Who can?