ON AGE AND SIZE

To be sure, such a glorified life even if it lasts for a second is worth-while and desirable. During the short span of its stay, it emancipates its adorers and gets emancipated by being rested at the feet of God the Almighty, who created it. Indeed, its life is fruitful and adorable. 

Nay, enviable.

The poet ends his poem with a couplet that perfection can be seen even in the tiniest object, just as beauty is packed in the smallest object like the lily. Age and size count not much.

Here is another drop of manna! Another great poet too sang in praise of the intrinsic loveliness of little things. He shows a lovely, little, bright, dew drop and teaches a moral to the whole world. The drop is like a pearl of the purest sort. He continues, 'That lovely drop is the child of the heaven, born out of the bosom of the 'Morn'. It rests on the soft, fragrant, velvet petals of a just blossomed delicious rose. How lovely! It is service-minded than self-centered. For, it does not care for a flowery nurse that holds it lovingly in her cosy arms, but keeps reflecting all the skies, and particularly the ray of the morning sun-the source of light and heat of all the animate world. It quickens its pace, and in a twinkling of an eye, it vanishes. It trembles to live long, lest the impurity of the world defiles its noble life. It is born only to reflect the glory of the sky and grandeur of the sun's light. Taking pity on its tearful appeals, perhaps the Sun inhales it back again into the land of bliss. It stays not for a second more, since its object of reflecting the radiant glory of the heaven has come to a close".

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