That I should make much of myself and turn it on all sides,
thus casting colored shadows on thy radiance
—-such is thy Maya.
Thou settest a barrier in thine own being
and then callest thy severed self in myriad notes.
This thy self-separation has taken body in me.
The poignant song is echoed through all the sky in many-coloured tears
and smiles, alarms and hopes; waves rise up and sink again,
dreams break and form.
In me is thy own defeat of self.
This screen that thou hast raised is painted with innumerable figures
with the brush of the night and the day.
Behind it thy seat is woven in wondrous mysteries of curves,
casting away all barren lines of straightness.
The great pageant of thee and me has overspread the sky.
With the tune of thee and me all the air is vibrant,
and all ages pass with the hiding and seeking of thee and me.
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Some of the language might cause one to consider Buber's "I/Thou" theology. Yet the concept of maya that tagore wrote about is in some regards a paradigm for the Christian concept of speration after an initial incident, or fall from grace such as occurred in the Garden of Eden.
With some sort of self-will that broke with the perfect will of God mankind became born into the world of experience and original sin. Eden of the Bible is non-temporal, and birth,death and aging did not exist. Humankind was interpolated into actuallity. Spliced into an evolved Universe(1) with a different metaphysics into physics and the cosmos transition? the divine mechanics will be forever unknowable in many ways for humanity very likely. god is perfect and humanity imperfect including the knowledge quantification respectively.
This is a philosophical poem well written with the Hindu concept of maya explored. I hope R.T. was saved by Jesus Christ, a human can't return by default.
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