Yesterday came and left you just his mark
Tomorrow dawns as certain as a clock
And between yesterday, today and tomorrow
You are circled by the worry of uncertainty.
In vain the restless spirit
Looks for support to prove his "self"
Searches in past days, searches in far-off days
Yet always deploring the passing.
Is not time running through the hour glass like sand?
Is not hoping mere vain dallying?
When you look back to far-off times
They glide like dreams into your memory.
Whatever you do, dear friend, realize
There is no trace of permanence
There is only wishing, hoping, fearing
If you keep doing this
You will never reach your aim
Time is every day's death.
Face the wheel of life with courage
Let the past, present and future
Remain without fetters.
With every fear overcome by Spirit
Another ring jumps out
From the chains fettering your life.
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