Thursday, 5 December 2019

Kimse Bilmez (Nobody Knows).




KIMSE BILMEZ
Bulut geçti, gözyaşları kaldı çimende,
Gül rengi şarap içilmez mi böyle günde?
Seher yeli, eser yırtar eteğini gülün,
Güle baktıkça çırpınır yüreği bülbülün.
Bu yıldızlı gökler ne zaman başladı dönmeye
Kimse bilmez, kimse bilmez...



English translation;

NOBODY KNOWS
The cloud has passed and left its tears on the grass,
Isn't it one of those days to drink a rose wine?
Early morning wind blows and tears the petals of the rose,
Looking at the rose, the nightingale's heart flutters,
When have these starry nights started revolving?
Nobody knows, nobody knows...



(Lyrics was inspired by a poem from "Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam".)


The universe is vast.
While we do not know everything about the universe, we know a lot more now compared to 100 or 200 years ago.


In ancient times, the Chinese thought that eclipses happen because dragons were trying to eat the moon.
Ancient wise men came up with constellations to help them navigate.

Ancient Asian civilisation count times using the moon cycles.
Then, people in the northern hemisphere with temperate climate found that counting the years using the sun is more useful and the solar calendars were invented.


Astronomers of the Islamic empires observed the heaven and recorded the stars and gave them names.
Galileo and Copernicus also observed the heaven and revolutionised not just our understanding of the heaven but also, arguably, broke the chains of religious dogma that stifled the modern age of scientific enquiry (with their heliocentric model of the solar system).


Newton, with his law of gravity and the Gravitational Constant, and Hubble with his observation of the expansion of the universe, expanded our understanding of the movement of stellar bodies.

Einstein, with his Theory of Relativity, Stephen Hawking and their contemporaries also expanded our understanding of the universe.

The universe is not just vast.
The universe is infinite.
It makes our existence almost insignificant.
But do not let it make your life insignificant.

When you snuggle in your warm bed after the morning rain, admire the beauty of the rose petals and listen to the heart flutter of a nightingale, do not just look or listen.

Have a glass of your favourite drink and just live




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