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”.