The morning vistas alter rapidly, and I wonder why does it enthuse me, not just today, but daily so? Is it the inherent beauty of the landscape that bewitches me – fast-changing displays with a few rapid brushstrokes of vivid hues, tones and shades? Or is it the transient nature of the spectacle itself that plays out at twilight every morn on a set stage at the horizon?
Does life, as we know it, also play out an ephemeral subsistence on this planet, only to move on to more spectacular worlds? Does the soul – an infinitesimal subset of the infinite spiritual energy of the universe – also keep traversing across existences in a three-dimensional world? Or does it, after a momentary advent move on to other frontiers on the fringe of a vast universe, in a dimension where time and space curve back and merge into a single entity? If it is indeed peripatetic in the perceptible dimensions, then what is the purpose of the soul every time it manifests itself in a living entity? Why, am I here?
As I look up to the cosmos, seeking resolution of my disquietude, the Mother reaches out to me from the heavens with her lucent fingers extended. And as the gentle, tender, warm, glowing rays touch my distressed entity, my spirits soar into the ether, suddenly at ease because I know I am getting there, it is only a matter of time – as we humans quantify it!
– Narendra Nayak © 2018