On high mountains the wind is created easily.
In deep oceans it is difficult to measure the volume of water.
People cannot know the limits of space.
A pilgrimage is intended to be difficult, that is how one will draw the perseverance to complete the trail in search of the spirit of Kobo Daishi. I probably will not wax-poetic in verbose tantric verses but more likely will whine in frantic curses.
With my poor threshold and endurance comparable to that of a 60-year old sedentary human being, throwing me on a pilgrimage across …