THE KASÎDAH VII, 1, 12

Man hath no Soul, a state of things,
 a no-thing still, a sound, a word
Which so begets substantial thing
 that eye shall see what ear hath heard.

Where was his Soul the savage beast
 which in primeval forests strayed,
What shape had it, what dwelling-place,
 what part in nature’s plan it played?

This Soul to ree a riddle made;
 who wants the vain duality?
Is not myself enough for me?
 what need of “I” within an “I”?