Lord! the expelled Adam on the earth calls out to you;
He is seeking you from the time...
...he was sent down on the earth;
He will remain seeking you till his day ends;
He seeks you in the golden dawn;
He seeks you in the glittering hot sun;
He seeks you in the flamming sunset;
He seeks you in the twinkling stars;
He seeks you in the cool silver moon;
But, how can he get up to you!
Merciful lord inspires in wordless voice:
Adam! Come to the horizon...
...where the earth and the sky meet;
Lift up your eyes to your crown...
...and you will be taken up to the heaven...
...where your true self is waiting for you;
How can I see you, my lord?
Lord smiled and played on his harp:
I shall be the cloud and you the moon...
I shall cover you with my light and voice;
Adam gets overwhelmed with joy;
Adam, now, sings from morning till night...
...on and on he travels to know...
...himself and his lord;
He sets out on the wings of sound waves;
And drowns in the strange ocean of sound;
No one in the world knows...
Who is Adam and where he goes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem