Around 1874, Oyasama used to sing this song to Herself:
The moon rising from the hills in the east,
Like pushing a cart, or like a water wheel,
Rumbling, rumbling, rumbling.
Its melody was said to be the same as that of “Takaiyama kara” (From a high mountain).
Anecdotes of Oyasama, p. 33
Thinking of the future of the path, Chushichi Yamanaka said to Oyasama one day, “The path will become so much better if it is cleared in the high mountains.” Whereupon Oyasama taught:
“If the path is cleared from up above, can the people down below get near? If the path is cleared from down below both the people up above and the people down below can easily get near, can they not?”
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