Calcutta nr. 56 *
No one can pass behind the Curtain of the Secret
The mind of no one is master of what is there
Save in the heart of dark earth we have no haven
Drink wine for to such talk there is no end.
No one can pass behind the curtain that veils the secret,
the mind of no one is cognizant of what is there;
save in the heart of earth we have no haven.
Drink wine, for to such talk there is no end.
Behind the veil of the secrets there is no way for anybody.
Of this scheme of things the soul of no man has any knowledge.
There is no dwelling-place except in the heart of the dust.
Drink wine, for such tales are not short to tell.
There was the Door to which I found no Key;
There was the Veil through which I might not see:
some little talk awhile of ME and THEE
There was--and then no more of THEE and ME.
No one can pass behind the Curtain (that veils) the secret,
The mind of no one is cognizant of what is there:
For none behind the veil of myst'ries way is;
None in the secret of the world's array is:
Save in earth's breast, for us no place of stay is;
Give ear, for no light matter this I say is.
For none is there a way behind the veil.
Who tries to pierce its secrets but doth fail?
The only place of rest is earth's dark breast,
Alas, that far from short should be the tale!