And consider the camel, yes
How it was created
Not from Creator's clay, it seems
But of delusions and patience
And you know how the mirage
Instantly deludes the eyes
yet the mirage knows not how
You accumulate patience
And how do you learn patience?
With thirst, with sand, with salt flats
And viewing the endless presence
With eyes of helplessness
And observe the eyes, for here
They remind of dried up streams
Of the salty lines of tears
Which have flowed down your cheeks
And see how have these tears
Emptied you of all consciousness
And this void you must again fill
With what other empty delusion?
And in this void you shall see,
The stirrings of a thirsty camel:
Won't go lightly under a heavy load
Its patience and sanity expended
And insanity becomes two flashing
White rows of angry teeth
For patience breeds vengeance
And vengeance begets harm
And observe with what vengeance
The Driver's jugular it has bit!
No more patience with delusions
And consider the camel, yes...