The firing of the kiln has reached its climax
Throwing firewood into the boiling fire
At that time
I imagine the stars in the night sky avalanching into the kiln.
The flames penetrate the clay with the power of the universe and dance freely inside the kiln.
In the mountains of Shigaraki, deer are crying
The constellation Orion shines in the night sky.
The pillar of fire of the Kumoi Kiln rises to the stars seven hundred light years away.