...our life here is eternally fresh

Nothing lasts forever.

Nothing lasts forever.
No one lives forever.
Keep that in mind, and love.

Our life is not the same old burden.
Our path is not the same long journey.

The flower fades and dies.
We must pause to weave perfection in the music.
Keep that in mind, and love.

Love droops toward its sunset.
We drown in the golden shadows;
Love must be called from its play.
Love must be born again to be free.
Keep that in mind, and love.

Let us hurry to gather our flowers
Before they are plundered by the passing winds.
It quickens our blood and brightens our eyes
To snatch kisses that would vanish if we delayed

Our life is eager,
Our desires are keen,
For time rolls by.
Keep that in mind, and love.

Beauty is sweet for a short time
And then it is gone.
Knowledge is precious,
but we will never have time to complete it.
All is done and finished in eternal heaven

But our life here is eternally fresh.
Keep that in mind, and love.

~ Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

Bengali poet Rabindranath Tagore. also known as Bhanushingho, received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913, the first time it was awarded to an Asian. Philosopher, artist, playwright, composer, and novelist, he soon became the best known voice of India's spiritual heritage in his time, touring widely.

A contemporary of Ghandi, in 1919 he resigned his knighthood after the "incident in Jallian Wala Bagh," which came to be known as the Amritsar Massacre, in protest of British policies and to draw attention to the atrocity that had been perpetrated in a Punjab city.