The blind mind called: Sanjaya, come to me,
So that through introspection I may see
What on the battlefield of righteousness
This day befell, and what the outcome be.
Sanjaya told of countless troops arrayed,
Delusions endless, ready to invade.
Against them all, the forces of the Light,
Though few in number, stand up unafraid.
Then both the armies let their conches sing,
Their soldiers all to courage summoning.
On one side all the clamors of the world,
The other inner strength inspiring.