The Turquoise Story Book: Stories and Legends of Summer and Nature
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The Turquoise Story Book: Stories and Legends of Summer and Nature
Nature -- Juvenile literature; Summer -- Juvenile literature
The universe was plunged in darkness. Joy and goodwill, serenity and
peace, hope and love waned with the waning light. Evil Spirits who
heretofore had crouched in dim corners came forth and roamed abroad.
Then grim laughter and discordant tones struck terror into all hearts.
Then it was that the gods, fearful for their safety and for the life of
every beautiful thing, assembled on the bed of the tranquil River of
Heaven whose waters had been dried up. One and all knew that Ama-Terasu
alone could help them. But how allure the Heaven-Illuminating Spirit to
set foot in this world of darkness and strife. Each god was eager to aid
and a plan was finally devised to entice her from her hiding place.
Ame-no-ko uprooted the holy sakaki trees which grew on the mountain of
Heaven, and planted them around the entrance of the cave. High on the
upper branches were hung the precious string of curved jewels which
Izanagi had bestowed upon the sun-goddess. From the middle branches
drooped a mirror wrought of the rare metals of the celestial mine. Its
polished surface was as the dazzling brilliancy of the sun. Other gods
wove fine threads of hemp and paper mulberry on an imperial robe of
white and blue which was placed as an offering to the goddess, on the
lower branches of the Sakaki.
A palace was also built surrounded by a garden in which the blossom-god
called forth many delicate plants and flowers.
Now all was ready. Ame-no-ko stepped forward and in a loud voice
entreated Ama-Terasu to show herself. His appeal was in vain. The great
festival began. Uzume, the goddess of mirth, led the dance and song.
Leaves of the spindle tree crowned her head; club moss from the heavenly
mount of Kagu formed her sash; her flowing sleeves were bound with the
creeper-vine; and in her hand she carried leaves of the wild bamboo and
waved a wand of sun-grass hung with tiny melodious bells. Uzume blew on
a bamboo flute while eight hundred myriad deities, accompanied her on
wooden clappers and instruments formed of bow-strings across which were
rapidly drawn stalks of reed and grass. Great fires were lighted around
the cave and as these were reflected in the face of the mirror the long
singing birds of eternal night began to crow as if day had dawned. The
merriment increased. The dance grew wilder and wilder and the gods
laughed until the heavens shook as if with thunder.
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