Who does not know
that in the stem of the lotus there are thorns?
Does the stem say that it refuses to lift the lotus flower?
Tell me,
O beloved.

In the dark night I am unable to see.
Am I therefore not worthy of moving on the path?

O unknowable one,
what I do not possess, is insignificant.
This type of inferior thinking,
I shall not entertain any more.
Within what seems useless, lies embedded a collection of essence.
Within the dark well of mine, a beautiful diamond glitters.

Being ignorant, I mostly think erroneously.
Even after knowing the essence of truth,
I do not accept it.
Today, arriving at a late hour,
I found the path.
Over this evening ocean,
You kindle an adorable glow.