Sarojini Naidu was an Indian poetess. By chance I came upon one of her poems, which was titled “The Soul’s Prayer”. The last stanza of the poem goes like this:
I, bending from sevenfold height
Will teach thee of My quickening grace,
Life is a prism of My light,
And death the shadow of My face
The capital “m” in “My” shows that it was the Lord who spoke those words and even the last line made it quite clear. Prisms disperse white light into its constituent colors, and in some Hindu scriptures and Indian cultures, God is associated with light too (the divine light). I still can't fully comprehend the line “Life is a prism of My light”. What does it mean?