Hymn to the Thousand-Eyed Sound Observer

by Peter H. Lee
Falling on my knees,
Pressing my hands together,
Thousand-Eyed Sound Observer,
I implore thee.

Yield me,
Who lacks,
One among your thousand eyes;
By your mystery restore me whole.

If you grant me one of your many eyes,
Oh, the bounty, then, of your charity.
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Author of original: 
Huimyong
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