Open the door,
let the blue sky span wide,
let inquisitive scents of petals enter my room,
let the first sunlight
seep through the veins of my body.
In the rustling of leaves let me hear
words that greet my being alive.
Let this morning
cover my mind with its shawl
as it shelters the new grass of the dark field.
All the love I have received-
its wordlessness
I hear in the sky, in the wind.
Today I bathe in its ceremony, its sacred waters.
The truth of a whole life as a gemmed garland
I see on the breast of that blue.
selection from Final Poems by Rabindranath Tagore
translated by Wendy Barker and Saranindranath Tagore
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Oh my friend,
Thats absolutely beautiful.
Every day is a good day for Tagore.
My favourite poem… is the one which starts…
“Where the mind is without fear
and the head held high…”
I can still recite it
Much love dear friend,
M
Hello Maithri,
Yes I agree, everyday is a good day for Tagore. I wish I could read his works in the original Bengali. His words take you right to the heart, and they so much in so few. A brilliant man, a scholar, an artist, a song writer and poet.
I am glad you enjoyed this one, and thanks for, Where The Mind Is…I haven’t read that one in a while, it’s a beautiful ode to freedom!
May your heart take wings and dance to the freedom song!
Tagore was such a personality that apart from a brilliant man, a scholar, artist , poem writer, he was also spiritually rich person.
Hello Vinod,
Thanks for the reminder, yes Tagore was indeed a fountain of spiritual wisdom, a great teacher!
In this season of celebrating the light in the world, I send you blessings that you may always experience God’s light in your life!
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