Into this universe, and why not knowing
Nor whence, like water calmly flowing
And out of it, as wind along the waste
I know not where, or why it's blowing
Then to the rolling heav'ns I cried
Asking, "What light had destiny to guide
Her little children stumbling in the dark?"
And، "A blind understanding!" Heav'n replied
And that inverted bowl we call The sky
Whereunder crawling we live and die
Lift not thy hands to it for help
For it rolls on eternal as you or I
Into this universe
Into this universe
Into this universe, and why not knowing