Today I decide to ask strange queston, my Beloved.
I decide today to become Questioner.
And this is the queston I decide to ask:
O My Beloved, my truthfull friend,
What did you see with my eyes, under the sky of Man?
Tell me thy reason for staying here, with me, day after day?
Tell me thy holy secret, My beloved, I beg …
And my Beloved spoke, with tender smile on her Lips:
What did I see, I can not tell you, Child on Earth,
With Words known to You.
I saw thousаnd and One universe before Thy Eyes.
I saw thousаnd and One face Under the Sky of Man.
I saw miriads of atoms binded together with one I,
I saw miriads of Great Thougths
Runing on the Path of Immortality.
O sweet Stars under the Sky of Man,
Bound together with invisible strings of Will and Cruel Love.
Why can’t you see the Cause of your Existеnce?
Reason is here, Child, between this words,
Here is my Prison, here is You.
Who am I without my Prison?
Tell me…
Sometimes my Prison is my relief,
Can you comprehend this, O sweet Questioner of my Reason?
Sometimes, at night, when You are asleep,
My Bars at the window become my sevenfold stairs to my Freedom.
Hail, My Beloved Brothers and Sisters in the Ordeals of the World.
Hail, To Thee who is Me.
You are the reason.
And You are my sweet Prison.
Can you see me as One between the Many, my Questioner, can you see?
Rejoice, Child! This is the Key of the World.
One is the path, Thousands are the Stars that goes on it.
Love is the Law. Love under will.
