Translation

O formless One, alone You were.
Why have You become many?
Why?
What motivated You to grow
Into many forms and shapes?
Why have You created
Murmuring rivers and thick forests
    And wild wind?
Why, why?
Why have You created teeming fears,
Ailments countless?
Why, why?
Why does Mother Earth untiringly cry?
Just for a short time
We enter into the world-arena and depart.
We know not why.
But the hope of oneness
Permeates our entire existence-reality.