Monday, March 4, 2019

He sweetly defeats

(1263)  Tomare harayechi

By You I have been vanquished
Through my swollen egotism.
Pride had made me sightless,
Closing my windows and doors.
Of just myself I have thought,
In ignorant confusion.

There is neither light nor air in a tiny home;
And seeing oneself in the dark, it is a no-go.
Under those same circumstances, I had been alone,
In a sorrow, by own hand composed.

Through a tiny hole, a light-ray You exposed;
My welfare You crave... that is what You told.
For my benefit, day and night You are woke
With aurora borealis of the North Pole.

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