Here is a translation of the poem that is recited in the video in the previous post.
What is this sun and what are these starry heavens?
I have yet to understand this continuation of night and day
Am in in my homeland or am I a stranger here?
Seeing this vast and desolate desert fills me with fright
I am unable to attain the secret of this journey of life
From where can I bring the man of true vision?
Avicenna is wondering where he came from and
Rumi is concerned about where he should head for
“With every wayfarer I travel a short while
I do not yet know who my real guide is”.