When Seun grew old, he knew that his end was approaching. He asked the disciples to gather around him in the morning and said that he would leave at noon. Burning incense in front of the image of his mother and old teacher, he wrote a poem:
“For 56 years I lived as best I could, making my way in this world. Now the rain has stopped, The clouds have parted, There is a full moon in the blue sky.”
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru