Fuji (Wisteria) : PhotoStory

By the coastal lagoon at Tagonoura, a traveling monk sees beautiful blossoming wisteria and an old poem comes to his lips.

The poem is not one in praise of wisteria. A woman appears and scolds him for this.

The woman reveals to the monk that she is the spirit of the wisteria and then vanishes.

In the middle of the night, the spirit of the wisteria appears before the sleeping monk near the lagoon.

Amid the dangling wisteria reflected beautifully in the lagoon, the spirit of the wisteria dances.

The time of dreams passes slowly and peacefully.

The exquisite dancing sleeve is infused with fragrant purple.

Finally, it is dawn. In the haze of the morning sun, the spirit of the wisteria vanishes.