Poet in the Desert, The - Part 12

Man has weighed the stars,
Caught the lightning in its course,
And peered like a curious child into his own cradle;
But never has he controlled the fixed conditions.
If he will not swim with the benevolent current,
As the willow-leaf floats on the river,
He shall be drowned.
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