I am my own veil
and the goal of my heart.
I bring all this pain
and suffering on myself.
Who am I? I am naught,
no need to ponder.
There is only one Being, and He
is expressing this point through my mouth.
Let me tell you openly,
I have no mouth;
He is my eyes, my ears,
and all my limbs.
Forget Greek philosophy and the mysteries
of the spiritual realm;
in truth, He, not I, is all there has ever been
and all that really exists.
Who am I? A fancy, a dream,
an image on water.
It is only through habit
that you see me in my body.
He is unveiled and manifest
in every marketplace;
but I, an impassioned one,
have become an enduring fable.
The Truth is the bestower of light
to everyone, everywhere.
It is not my fault
if you have not comprehended my words.