Life, an insight

The widespread effect of life is constantly flowing through innumerable births and deaths, manifesting its inherent nature in every corner of this world, where there is habitation. It is also trying to spread its branches incessantly in areas where impenetrable desolation prevails or reigns supreme, trying to fill those areas up with noise and movement, warmth and hope. It tries to reach out to all such obscure places, which are barren and joyless.

Life is constantly attracting all that is lying in the past, carrying over its mighty shoulder all that is manifesting at the present moment, and feeling everything that is there in store for the future. Such is the strength and velocity of life, constantly revealing itself within our hearts, through joy and movement, variety and colour.

We have no access in those areas where life is mysterious. There it resides in total peace and tranquility. Where life is making itself evident to all our senses, there also we are able to feel only a small part of it. We cannot fathom all its outward manifestations at a time. However mysterious life may be, we are carrying on with it with utmost ease.

Life is apparent and self-evident, yet indistinct and uncertain. In so far as it is uncertain, it is mysterious. Yet this very life, with its inexplicable strength and vigour, manifests itself so easily even in the heart of a new-born child. That is what our dearest life is. It holds the centre-stage, around which we build up everything.

Translation based on Bengali works of Rabindranath Tagore

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