Like every blossom wilts and all youthGives way to ageing, so blooms every step of life,So, too, every wisdom and every virtue unfoldsIn its time and may not last forever.At every call of life, the heart mustBe ready to part and begin anew,So that it may, with courage and without grief,Give itself to other new commitments.Each beginning bears a magic,That protects us and helps us to live.
Full of cheer, we should traverse space after space,Clinging to none as to a home.The cosmic spirit neither seeks to fetter nor to constrict us,It wants to uplift us step by step, expanding us.We are barely accommodated into a sphere of lifeAnd cosily immersed, than slackening threatens.Only he who is ready to part and journey on,May be rid of crippling habituation.
It may…