(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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In everybody's armor, He finds a chink.
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