par Rabindranath TagoreYes, I know, this is nothing but thy love,
O beloved of my heart---this golden light that dances upon the leaves,
these idle clouds sailing across the sky,
this passing breeze leaving its coolness upon my forehead.
The morning light has flooded my eyes---this is thy message to my heart.
Thy face is bent from above, thy eyes look down on my eyes,
and my heart has touched thy feet.
Rabindranath Tagore
par Rabindranath Tagore, publié le lun. 03/01/2011 à 16:40
I only said, "When in the evening the round full moon gets
entangled among the beaches of that Dadam tree, couldn't somebody
par Rabindranath Tagore, publié le ven. 31/12/2010 à 14:26
I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed,
par Rabindranath Tagore, publié le mar. 21/12/2010 à 07:13
Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.
par Rabindranath Tagore, publié le ven. 17/12/2010 à 17:37
She dwelt here by the pool with its landing-stairs in ruins. Many
Lire la poésie...par Rabindranath Tagore, publié le jeu. 02/12/2010 à 12:51
I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!
I bow to you all and take my departure.
par Rabindranath Tagore, publié le mar. 23/11/2010 à 10:35
Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?
