The waters of the Jumna are as dark
as full blown sapphires. Who would find
a snake there in the color of black ointment,
if the jewels of his curving hood,
as bright as stars, did not show the way?
The qualities that lead a man to glory
may lead him also to his fall.
Happy are they who in some mountain dale
sit meditating on the highest light,
the fearless birds alighting in their lap
to taste their tears of bliss.
But here sit I in a pavilion
set in a pleasure garden by a pool
within the palace of my daydreams;
and as I daydream, I grow old.