Leaves Look Pale...
Winters are the most wonderful part of the year. Why. That I do not know; they simply are. For me Winter symbolises 'Life'. A queer relation, I know. But I cannot help seeing the world all gray and cold. Listen to the 'song of the reed' (Yes, I am referring to Rumi) and you will hear how melancholic Life's song is! Yet, there's a strain of joy that keep the notes brimming with life. All may be gray and cold, but it is still bound to end...
...T.S. Eliot once wrote, "In my beginning is my end." I don't know why I feel that it's the other way round...
...T.S. Eliot once wrote, "In my beginning is my end." I don't know why I feel that it's the other way round...
Following is one of my personal favourites on Winter...
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
And yet this time removed was summer's time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
-William Shakespeare
Comments
T. S. Eliot is really famous for this quote. Stephen Covey keeps this thought of Eliot in the center of his 'Principle of Mental Creation'. That basically means "Beginning with the End in Mind." Do you agree?
Actually, you see, I believe that nothing is purposeless in life. Everything one does has a motive behind it. For example, take our daily routine. Everything we do from morning till night, we consciously or unconsciously do it in order to 'satisfy' ourselves. Satisfaction, thus becomes a goal. An end.
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Do I make sense? :/