The Man
What a
strange injustice of nature it is!
It made
the man seeker of secret,
It hid the
secret from his look,
He is keen
to develop the sense of knowing,
The secret
of life is not unfolding,
Surprise
is beginning! Surprise is end!
In the
world there nothing else in the end!
Waves of
the river are moving fast,
River is
flowing towards the ocean,
Wind is causing the clouds
to fly,
It is
carrying them lifting on the shoulders,
Stars are
constrained by divine decree,
They are
chained in the gaol of heaven,
The sun, that early riser and saint,
Bearer of
the message of awakening,
Hiding behind the hills of west,
Takes sips from
wine-cup of twilight,
Everything draws pleasure
from existence,
Is dead-drunk
with the wine of prominence,
Nobody is
sympathiser of man,
How
bitter is the time of man.
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