A house and its master
are like the dew that gathers
on the morning glory.
Which will be the first to pass?
Sometimes the dew falls away
while the flowers stay.
But they will surely
wilt in the morning sun.
Sometimes the flower shrivels
while the dew holds on.
But it will not
outlive the day.
---Hojoki, by Kamo-no Chomei---
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