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 to-day's memory and to-morrow it to-day's dream.
And that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of the 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, through boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not from love thought to love thought, nor from deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
But if in your thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons.
And let to-day embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.
2 comments:
But to savour each passing moment, living in the NOW! ^_^
+Ant+
Most of us don't realise that, we are holding to the past.
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