• The King's grace
    is as great as the universe
    above Earth.

    By his order
    I've returned my belt
    of office.

    Having no post
    my body feels
    declaring my dismissal
    makes my heart

    My future plans
    anchored in village fields,
    my deep-rooted promise
    reminds me of mountains
    and the ocean.

    An autumn wind
    refreshes my mind—
    I leave the gates of Soul.