Deepak Chopra 编选且论述的的泰戈尔诗集《 On the Shores of Eternity---Poems from Tagore on Immortality and Beyond 》，汇集了泰戈尔诗歌里涉及生和死的诗歌，通过作者对泰戈尔及泰戈尔诗歌的认识，更重要的是泰戈尔诗歌本身，而表达了绝世智者泰戈尔大声稀音的智慧和境 界。 在世俗的认识中，我们一直谈生讳死，对生不尽地歌颂，而对待死亡，传达最多的是对死亡的恐惧，死亡中的挣扎和绝望，以及对死后世界的虚无和茫然。而泰戈尔不仅论及生和死，同时将生与死，爱，真诚和激情结合在一起，而富于了死亡更多的含义。 他 认为：死亡是生命的一部分，所以，我们也样象热爱生活一样热爱它。他是这样写的：“ Because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well. ”在这样的态度下，他不带偏好地，而以一种生存的心态来涉及这神秘的世界。 他 歌唱死亡，把死亡当成一种回家，“ a joyful voyage bake home ”，不是一种物质的，而是一种灵魂的回归。他并不是将死后的路通向天堂，而是指出生命已息，但人的精神仍存的思想。“ He saw the soul as much more real than any material object, and because of his complete confidence in spiritual reality. ” 生和死就象一个孪生兄弟，都是未知的两面。“ One door leading in, the other out. ”而不管生或死，最重要的是意识到“ Who am I ？” 泰戈尔认为： He knows that his true home is eternity. He isn’t going anywhere after he dies, because eternity has no past, present, or future. 泰戈尔否认死亡就 是受罪的思想，而认为这是因为我们不接受有生就有死的现实，并且对死亡没有思想准备。其实，在我们的生命长河里，太多地未知缠扰着我们，可能说今天不知道 明天将发生的事情；并且，我们越过自己的肩头，每次都可以看到死亡离我们越来越接近。正因为死亡事实存在，和不可避免，我们是不是就生活在忧惧中而颤颤不 安呢？不是，我们应该放手而接受顺应自然，而不是把生当成与在死中挣扎的历程，而将生活的重心更加放到生活的本意上来，那就是“ Harmony, laughter, compassion—and above all, love. ” 死亡只改变身体的存在状态，而不是人本身。就象泰戈尔，尽管他已去世很久了，但他的精神仍然照耀着世界。 泰戈尔的诗歌并不去诠释死亡的神秘，“ He speaks of the timeless with an awe that befits anyone who must, after all, live in time ” 人如果能够坦然地认同生和死的话，并且内心有一个对生活充满爱的精神家园的话，也许会活得更为平静和安宁，在现世中精神上更能超越和永生。 下面是他的一些诗歌： What will you give? What will you give
When death knocks at your door?
The fullness of my life---
The sweet wine of autumn days and summer nights,
My little hoard gleaned through the years,
And hours rich with living. These will be my gift.
When death knocks at my door. The Stars Look on The day will come
When the sight of this earth will be lost
I will take my leave in silence
As the stars look on I know the sun will rise again
The hours will still bring pleasure and pain
In heaving waves. When I think of the end, time crumbles
I see by the light of death
That the lowliest existence is rare
And the worst moments are precious
What I longed for will be set aside
The things I pursued in vain—
Let them pass
Let them turn
To things I overlooked
And carelessly threw away
To possess them truly until they are mine As the stars look on. In life of death Here I am, spilling over with you
Like a cup overflowing with wine! You see through my eyes
You hear through my ears
You weave words in my mind
And you joy sets them to music. O give yourself to me in love
Then feel it poring back to you again! You are my poet, Lord!
And I am your poem. Power God moves swiftly
The leaves are born and die
God moves slowly
The stars are born and die. Nothing to wear It was just turning dawn when my journey began
And the road looked beautiful under the sky.
Don’t ask me what I’m taking, I have nothing to wear.
My bags are empty, and my hands are bare. A light will be shining when I arrive
The evening star where music is heard.
On second thought, I’ll be wearing my ring
What more need I take to marry the king? Understand When I think of ages past
That have floated down the stream
Of life and love and death,
I feel how free it makes us
To pass away. Beauty Let life be as beautiful as summer flowers
And death as beautiful as autumn leaves. Resurrection If you weep because the sun has gone out
Your tears may blind you to the stars. Acceptance This time I won’t struggle.
When the moment comes,
I will let Him take the helm
In an instant the thing will be done
It was vain to fight it. So take away your hands
And put up with this defeat, my heart.
Sit perfectly still where He tells you to
And count it good fortune.
Stop running around so desperately
To protect your little lamp from the wind.
Can’t you remember after all this time?
We have to be wise and wait in the dark
Spreading out cushions on the floor
So that whenever He pleases
My Lord will sit with us. Unmanifest What you are you do not see.
What you see-that you are not. Surprise Life is just the perpetual surprise that I exist. Illusion Why do I die again and again?
To prove that life is inexhaustible. Immortality The stars are not afraid to flicker out like fireflies
And you? Giving Life is given to us
The we earn it by giving it back. Longing When a flower opens, do you know what it wishes?
“Please, world, do not fade.” Can’t you hear him? Have you not heard his silent steps?
At every moment and every age
Every day and every night
In the fragrant springtime and down the frozen path
In the rainy gloom of a summer storm
When his thunderous chariot passes overhead
In sorrow after sorrow, joy after joy
That press upon my heart— He comes, he comes, he ever comes. Perfection To die is exhausting
To end is perfection. Kiss God shows his love by kissing the finite
Man shows his by kissing the infinite. Soul One day we will learn that death cannot steal
Anything gained by the soul. Blossom Tears are no shame.
It is the tears of the earth that keep here flowers blooming. Silence Words cling to the dead like dust
Silence washes their souls. Renunciation I live in the world afraid to lose anything
Take me to your world where I can lose everything. A Kiss The night kissed the fading day
With a whisper.
“I am death, your mother,
From me you will get new birth.” | 
泰 戈尔也是我喜欢的诗人之一。在他三十岁前后，长女、次女相继夭折，幼子殇亡，妻子也逝世了。因为这些生活中极度的伤痛，使他的思想和作平达到了最高境界。 泰戈尔是东方人中第一个获得文学诺贝尔奖的人（一九一三年以《颂歌集》荣获此奖），他曾于一九二四年到中国来讲学，深受国人的欢迎，并与梁启超、胡适、徐 志摩等人，结下了深厚的友谊。梁启超还给泰翁起了个“竺震旦”的中国名字，泰翁很以此為榮。
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