Due to a gust of wind,
the light of my lamp was extinguished.
Due to intense heat,
my flower withered away.

The decoration mark
to welcome You, has faded.
Where in my mental mirror are You?

I hear the sound of Your footsteps
but do not know,
whether or not You came,
at this last moment.

Ignoring the thorns I stamped on,
in my mind, I continue carrying Your ideation.

The feelings of my heart overwhelm
but do not get the chance to express themselves.

Come in royal adornments,
come with sweet impulse
and illuminate my heart without reservation.