The intellect given birth to here (eternity) is too young

Begging your pardon, Master Sokushinbutsu

You have sacrificed your body for us But things continue to worsen

The beginning or the end which will be the first to admit its opponent?

A landscape never glimpsed before is on the verge of manifestation

The intellect given birth to here (existence)

is too young

The wound that lapses into this world can sometimes be bigger

than the wound that was dropped here