Rubáiyát – Seeking Gnosis Uno


Into this Universe, the “Why” no knowing
My path of Life before me onward going
I wonder: Why? And – Wherefore? All of it
Seems like a river heedless ever-flowing.

Born to this Universe – and hurried whence?
Some future awaits us. With vague suspense
Of good or ill forebodings. Who perceives
Beyond the Veil that Fortune never rents?

And though I rise up to the Seventh Gate
Of planets circling, and could all relate
Of every mote our Solar System has:
Shut fast remain the secret scrolls of Fate.