Just as it comes, it goes; you can not hold on to it, you can not cling to it. The breeze comes like a whisper, it does not make noise, it does not make proclamations, it comes very silently, you can not hear it – suddenly, it is there.
Enjoy it while it is there, and when it goes, let it go. Be thankful that it came, don’t hold any grudge, don’t complain, when it goes, it goes – nothing can be done about it.
But we are all clingers. When love comes, we are very happy, when it goes, we are very hurt. That it being very unconscious – ungrateful – misunderstanding. Remember, it comes in one way, now it is going in the same way. It did not ask to come … why should it ask now if it can go? It was a gift from the beyond, mysterious, and it has to go in the same mysterious way. If one takes life as a breeze, then there is no clinging, no attachment – no obsession – one simply remains available, and whatever happens, is good.
