And the moment is gone… yet the beauty remains

Night hath succeeded day, and day hath succeeded night, and the hours and moments of your lives have come and gone, and yet none of you hath, for one instant, consented to detach himself from that which perisheth. Bestir yourselves, that the brief moments that are still yours may not be dissipated and lost. Even as the swiftness of lightning your days shall pass, and your bodies shall be laid to rest beneath a canopy of dust. What can ye then achieve? How can ye atone for your past failure?

(Baha’u’llah, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha’u’llah, p. 321)

I’ve had fascinating experiences these past weeks where on one hand I discovered beautiful friendships and experienced precious moments with loved ones yet was fully aware of how fleeting those moments are.  Taking photos of these moments is often my attempt to capture them and perhaps revisit them later and see them through different eyes but they still feel like different moments. This might be a paradox of living as a physical human being, immersed in a world in flux, with the awareness that my true self is of a different world, which is not fleeting — a world without time.

There is a certain subtle longing of the heart in appreciating a moment that you know will — sooner or later — be gone. Nothing could illustrate that better than my recent attempt to archive my laptop’s hard drive which resulted in the loss of thousands of photos I had taken of my lovely girls and other beautiful moments.  It was sudden, and it was gone… I was sad of course for losing those precious mementos but reminded myself that nothing, and nobody, can take away from me the moments where I have enjoyed life fully present, particularly when living it in the service of the ones I love. Just like this brilliant sand-dancing artist who brings us into the moment… and then the moment is gone… yet the beauty remains…

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