Young Urashima lived in Tango province, in the village of
Tsutsugawa. One day in the fall of 477 (it was the reign of Emperor Yuryaku) he
rowed out alone in the sea to fish. After catching nothing for three days and
nights, he was surprised to find that he had taken a five-colored turtle. He got
the turtle into the boat and lay down to sleep.
When the turtle changed into a dazzlingly lovely girl, the
mystified Urashima asked her who she was.
"I saw you here alone at sea," she answered with a
smile, "and I wanted so much to talk to you! I came on the clouds and the
wind."
"But where did you come from, then, on the clouds and
the wind?"
"I'm immortal and live in the sky. Don't doubt me! Oh,
be kind and speak to me tenderly."
When Urashima understood she was divine all his fear of her
melted away.
"I will love you as long as the sky and earth
last," she promised him, "as long as there's a sun and a moon! But
tell me, will you have me?"
"Your wish is mine," he answered. "But how
could I not love you?"
"Then lean on your oars, my darling, and take us to my
Eternal Mountain!"
She told him to close his eyes. In no time they reached a
large island with earth like jade. It was a wonder no eye had seen and no ear
had ever heard tell of before.
They landed and strolled on hand in hand to a splendid
mansion, where she asked him to wait, then opened the gate and went in. Seven
young girls soon came out of the gate, telling each other as they passed him
that he was Turtle's husband; and eight girls who came after them told each
other the same. That was how he learned her name.
He mentioned the girls when she came back out. She said the
seven were the seven stars of the Pleiades, and the eight the cluster of
Aldebaran. Then she led him inside.
Her father and mother greeted him warmly and invited him to
sit down. They explained the difference between the human and the divine worlds,
and they let him know how glad this rare meeting between the gods and a man had
made them. He tasted a hundred fragrant delicacies and exchanged cups of wine
with the girl's brothers and sisters. Young girls with glowing faces flocked to
the happy gathering, while the gods sang their songs sweetly and clearly and
danced with fluid grace. The feast was a thousand times more beautiful than any
ever enjoyed by mortals in their far-off land.
Urashima never noticed the sun going down, but as twilight
came on, the immortals all slipped away. He and the Turtle maiden, now alone,
retired to her palace.
For three years he forgot his old life and lived in Paradise
with the immortals. Then one day he felt a pang of longing for the village where
he had been born and the parents he had left behind. After that he missed them
more each day.
"Darling," said his wife, "you haven't looked
yourself lately. Won't you tell me what is wrong?"
They say the dying fox turns toward his lair and the lesser
man longs to go home. I had never believed it, but now I know it's true."
"Do you want to go back?"
"Here I am in the land of the gods, far from all my
family and friends. I shouldn't feel this way, I know, but I can't help being
homesick for them. I want so much to go back and see my mother and father!"
His wife brushed away her tears. "We gave ourselves to
each other forever!" she lamented. "We promised we'd be as true as
gold or the rocks of the mountains! How could a little homesickness make you
want to leave me?"
They went for a walk hand in hand, sadly talking it all over.
Finally they embraced, and when they separated their parting was sealed.
Urashima's parents-in-law were sad to see him go. His wife
gave him a jeweled box. "Dearest," she said, "if you don't forget
me and find you want to come back, then grip this box hard. But you mustn't open
it, ever."
He got into his boat, and they told him to close his eyes. In
no time he was at Tsutsugawa, his home. The place looked entirely different. He
recognized nothing there at all.
"Where's Urashima's family - Urashima the
fisherman?" he asked a villager.
"Who are you?" the villager answered. "Where
are you from? Why are you looking for a man who lived long ago? Yes, I've heard
old people mention someone named Urashima. He went out alone on the sea and
never came back. That was three hundred years ago. What do you want with him
now?"
Bewildered, Urashima roamed the village for ten days without
finding any sign of family or old friends. At last he stroked the box his divine
lady had given him and thought of her; then, forgetting his recent promise, he
opened it. Before his eyes her fragrant form, borne by the clouds and the wind,
floated up and vanished into the blue sky. He understood he had disobeyed her
and would never see her again. All he could do was gaze after her, then pace
weeping along the shore.
When he had dried his tears, he sang about her far,
cloud-shrouded realm. The clouds, he sang, would bring her the message of his
love. Her sweet voice answered him, across the vastness of the sky, entreating
him never to forget her. Then a last song burst from him as he struggled with
his loss: "My love, when after a night of longing, day dawns and I stand at
my open door, I hear far off waves breaking on the shores of your
Paradise!"
If only he hadn't opened that jeweled box, people have said
since, he could have been with her again. But the clouds hid her Paradise from
him and left him nothing but his grief.
