your grief shall flow away

The Evermoving--
With the hopeless cry
'Do not go!'
Whom do you call back?
Where is that bond
That can make the limitless, limited?
The world is like a flooded stream
That flows away, carrying everything
In laughter and tears.
'No! no! no!'
This cry is heard over the great sea of Time,
And resounds in the drum of Rudra, the Terrible!
O Mind,
Leave behind all desire, fear and grief--
The river of creation
Is but the endless flow of destruction.

Everything shall pass away--
Yet I love,
When in its joyous flow
The smile of existence gleams
In the midst of destruction.
From the vina of death
Pours forth the song of life,
Lovely in its restlessness.
From time to time, quivers the lamp of eternity
Illuminating the mirage of a moment.
The unplumbed river of tears bears on its current
The mother's love,
And the beloved's message;
In the battlefield of destruction,
The hero's courage is earth's treasure of beauty.
Time's duration measures not the worth of the gift,
Which the infinite pours
Into the cupped hands of the transitory.

As long as it lasts
Value it with your whole life.
When the chariot of farewell sweeps past,
Forgetting self, make free the path,
Singing paeans of victory.
In the little earth you possess
Grieve not for what lies beyond--
It exists in the heart of the universe,
If not in one form, then in another;
Come out of your dark well--
Under heaven's dome,
See destruction's blissful form.
O Sorrowful One,
The bubble of your grief shall flow away
In the ocean of the Unsorrowing.

[Rabindranath Tagore, '6' from Later Poems of Rabindranath Tagore; originally posted on OkCupid]