The Human Race
|The sights of the garden may or may not be beautiful|
The narcissus, unable to act, forced to watching is!
|It does not appreciate the pleasure of movement|
The very nature of juniper devoid of longing is!
|Whatever is in the world is accustomed to submission|
Every power of Man busy in pressing for his Longing is!
|This speck remains incessantly ambitious of expansion|
Not a speck but perhaps the constricted wilderness he is
|If he wills he can change the face of the garden|
This entity wise, clear-sighted and powerful is
Translated by: M.A.K. Khalil