Calcutta nr. 432
Oh fool set no store upon the things of the world
Their foundation is upon the wind set no reliance on them
It may be that the world is for 100 existences & non existences
Look carefully that you do not risk anything
Into this Universe, and Why not knowing
Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;
And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,
I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.
What, without asking, hither hurried Whence?
And, without asking, Whither hurried hence!
Oh, many a Cup of this forbidden Wine
Must drown the memory of that insolence!
O ye the world's case that ignore, ye are nought;
Its foundation 's the wind and therefre ye are nought:
Life 's 'twixt two non-existences set and thereon
Your existence's cornerstones four: ye are nought.
Oh, you who to the world's affairs are blind,
You are naught, for you rest on naught but wind!
Life's bounds are 'twixt two non-existences,
And your life 's naught, therein whelmed and confined!