Inert Self

With a firm footing on the ground 

Looking upward with unfaltering eyes 

The exhibitions of the clouds 

In different fashions, in different models 

And in different moods 

On the screen of the sky 

We must excelsior.                 

The Sun's sprinkling colors of variegated hues

On the vast sea of the sky

I, you, each and every one 

Are from Adam

Having different experiences of our own

We do not share the same view of the world 's appearance 

Sharing views of different worlds

As reflected in each other's own mind

Are all due to ignorance 

Never sharing the same notion

Of the sky as the consciousness 

That master over one's inert self.