When you pass this stage, mankind appeared,

And became the key to all these binds cleared.

His head rose upright like a tall cypress tree,

Binding his deeds with wisdom and speech, beautifully.

Endowed with wit, insight, and wisdom refined,

Beasts and birds follow his command aligned.

If with wisdom's path you examine a trace,

You'll see what essence makes mankind a single case.

Perhaps you call it humanity without knowing why,

No other signs of it can you identify.

They raised you from the realms of two worlds,

Through countless intermediaries, they unfurled.

Your first nature, to the last, you must heed,

Take not your being for granted in deed.

From the wise, I heard something different of late,

What do we know of the Creator's secret estate?

Look upon your fate; behold your end,

Choose deeds better than those you might intend.

To toil and strain your body is fair,

For enduring hardship for knowledge is rare.

If you wish to escape from all that is vile,

Do not bring yourself to a trap so fragile.

Behold this fast-spinning celestial dome,

Both cure and pain from it alone come.

The wheel of time does not erode its form,

Nor can grief or toil its essence deform.

It never rests from its constant motion,

Nor, like us, succumbs to destruction's notion.

From it comes abundance; from it comes the count,

Good and evil to it are clear, no doubt.