And an astronomer said,
“Master, what of Time?”
And he answered:
You would measure time
the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct
and even direct the course of your spirit
according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream
upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you
is aware of life’s timelessness,
and knows that yesterday
is but today’s memory
and tomorrow is today’s dream.
And that that which sings
and contemplates in you
is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment
which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel
that his power to love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very love,
encompassed within the centre of his being,
and moving not from love thought to love thought,
nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is,
undivided and space-less?
But if in your thought
you must measure time into seasons,
let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance,
and the future with longing.
Thanks for visiting.
a place called Heaven
wisdom… Our wisdom
Endless time – Tagore Poetry
Lost In The Call – Rumi poetry
The Alchemy of Love – Rumi poetry
Stillness – your essential nature
Watch, a power is changing this world
Only one Word was on my mind