This reading humbled me. It made me think I do not understand my own beginning nor do I live each moment like my end is assured. How silly of me? While I can fancy myself, and speak of those unfathomable worlds and dimensions that I have read and heard, do I even know who I am?
This remind me of 2 questions from the infamous 39 Q’n’A between Yaksha and Yudishthira, from the Mahabharata. Yaksha asks Yudishthira ‘What is truly the most amazing thing in the world?’. He replies ‘The most amazing thing is, though Humans are mortal, everybody goes about their life as if they are going to be here forever.’ Another question the Yaksha asks is ‘What is Pride?’. For this he replies ‘When a man thinks he’s the one who is the does of life’.
The two responses together convey something so beautiful. It's truly a gift to live life like its forever, but oftentimes when we are so caught up in this thought, we easily forget 'The gift of life'. We assume ourselves to be the doer. In a similar tone, Hine captures the sentiment of the unconsidered fragility of life that we so often forget. Life is here today, let me love like it's forever but live like there is no tomorrow. For i(me) know not the I(doer).