Enormous boulder in Itoshima
you stand recently freed
in your circle of spiritual space
in your forest of bamboo trees.
Did you sense the purple-colored cloud
above her head
when Empress Jingu visited
in the year two hundred one?
Can you feel today each bow,
each arm spread wide,
each breath held specially,
released specially
for you? Back home
where no great stone
lives close
we feel you still.