Story Number Six - November 13, 1997
Urashima the Fisherman
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.
...from Favorite Folktales from Around the World, edited by Jane Yolen.