The soul has entered the star,
And it remains in feeling with it;
This man is like an economy of men,
Feeding the frenzy of the humans.
The soul has entered the stars,
And my light is brighter than it.
The souls have benefited the world,
The worlds have rolled endlessly,
The wide world has burdened the sky;
Why does this cosmos breathe its last?
Why does the star of certainty protrude?
It is like a man of the highest state.
The soul is at a station of brilliance,
Its light solves all tasks and deeds,
Words do not occupy the void;
We are in the expanding universe,
Joining others in struggle and concern,
Like the veiled ones of the night sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Truly, we are in the expanding universe, joining others in struggle and concern.