XIV: The garden of existence will not bloom for…

The garden of existence will not bloom for ever!
The market-place of life will not be in bustle always!

Like as the river Aba Sind boundeth along in its course,
With such like exceeding precipitation is the progress of life.

Just as the lightning, that showeth itself and is no more;
So swift, without doubt, is the swift course of life.

It is violent and impetuous to such a degree,
That no one is able to command the bridle of life.

Since its swift steed hath neither curb nor rein,
The brave cavalier of life must have a fall at last.

In a single hour it severeth the friendships of years--
In such wise, unfaithful is the friend of life.

I will neither leave my house, nor will I travel;
For, without going a journey, I pass over the road of life.

It will, in the end, be severed by the shears of fate--
It will not remain for ever connected--this thread of life.

He should view his own self with the bubble's eye,
If, in his heart, one would compute the length of life.

O Rahman! there is no opportunity in this world again
For him, over whom hath passed away the period of life.