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6
217-226

  • (Then), like the Fellows of the Cave, I shall browse on the orchard of Bounty— not awake, nay, they are asleep.
  • I shall recline on the right or on the left, I shall not roll save involuntarily, like a ball,
  • Just as Thou, O Lord of the Judgement, turnest me over either to the right or to the left.
  • Hundreds of thousands of years I was flying (to and fro) involuntarily, like the motes in the air. 220
  • If I have forgotten that time and state, (yet) the migration in sleep (to the spiritual world) recalls it to my memory.
  • (Every night) I escape from this four-branched cross and spring away from this (confined) halting-place into the (spacious) pasture of the spirit.
  • From the nurse, Sleep, I suck the milk of those bygone days of mine, O Lord.
  • All the (people in the) world are fleeing from their free-will and (self-)existence to their drunken (unconscious) side.
  • In order that for awhile they may be delivered from sobriety (consciousness), they lay upon themselves the opprobrium of wine and minstrelsy. 225
  • All know that this existence is a snare, that volitional thought and memory are a hell.