Died on the fifth day of the second month, 1256 at the age of fifty-six
In all my six and fifty years
No miracles occurred.
For the Buddhas and the Great Ones of the Faith,
I have questions in my heart.
And if I say,
“Today, this hour
I leave the world,”
There’s nothing in it. Day after day,
Does not the sun rise in the east?
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