But open and shut your palm as you will, the gain and the loss
are the same.
At the game you play with your own self you lose and win at once.
LIII
I have kissed this world with my eyes and my limbs; I have wrapt
it within my heart in numberless folds; I have flooded its days
and nights with thoughts till the world and my life have grown
one,--and I love my life because I love the light of the sky so
enwoven with me.
If to leave this world be as real as to love it--then there must
be a meaning in the meeting and the parting of life.
If that love were deceived in death, then the canker of this
deceit would eat into all things, and the stars would shrivel and
grow black.
LIV
The Cloud said to me, "I vanish"; the Night said, "I plunge into
the fiery dawn."
The Pain said, "I remain in deep silence as his footprint."
"I die into the fulness," said my life to me.
The Earth said, "My lights kiss your thoughts every moment."
"The days pass," Love said, "but I wait for you."
Death said, "I ply the boat of your life across the sea."
LV
Tulsidas, the poet, was wandering, deep in thought, by the
Ganges, in that lonely spot where they burn their dead.
He found a woman sitting at the feet of the corpse of her dead
husband, gaily dressed as for a wedding.
She rose as she saw him, bowed to him, and said, "Permit me,
Master, with your blessing, to follow my husband to heaven.
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