PARTING
By Rabindranath Tagore
In God’s creation there is no end to anything. All that is true is continuous. In God’s garden the flower blooms and fades, but when it fades it does not really come to its end. It blooms again and again. The seasons come and go, but they return. In their succession there is truth. So all true relations, all true happiness, are continuous. They are not merely temporary. In their succession they do not really cease.
In man’s works there is this taint of death. Most of our activities are unmeaning. Our energies are employed in supplying ourselves with things and pleasures. They have no eternity in the background. Therefore we try to give things an appearance of permanence by adding to them. Man in his anxiety to prolong
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