What shall I ask? Nothing endures. Even as I gaze the world passes away
What shall I ask? Nothing endures. Even as I gaze the world passes away.
Ten thousand sons were his, a million daughters! sons: but in Ravana's house is left nor lamp nor wick.
His fort was Lanka, the ocean was his moat: of Ravana now no trace appears.
A palace of gold, with balconies of silver: but the king of the city has left and gone.
One built a palace, another a shed—the palace has vanished, the clay only remains.
Coming, thou hadst no companion, going, companion thou hast none: what then avail those elephants stabled in thy stalls?
Kabír says, At thy turn's end thou goest, as with emptied hands a gambler departs.
Ten thousand sons were his, a million daughters! sons: but in Ravana's house is left nor lamp nor wick.
His fort was Lanka, the ocean was his moat: of Ravana now no trace appears.
A palace of gold, with balconies of silver: but the king of the city has left and gone.
One built a palace, another a shed—the palace has vanished, the clay only remains.
Coming, thou hadst no companion, going, companion thou hast none: what then avail those elephants stabled in thy stalls?
Kabír says, At thy turn's end thou goest, as with emptied hands a gambler departs.
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