Gitanjali - Tagore

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>From Tagore's "Gitanjali" -

 

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Light, my light, the world-filling light,

the eye-kissing light,

heart-sweetening light!

 

Ah, the light dances, my darling,

at the centre of my life; the light strikes,

my darling, the chords of my love;

the sky opens, the wind runs wild,

laughter passes over the earth.

 

The butterflies spread their sails

on the sea of light.

Lilies and jasmines

surge up on the crest of the waves

of light.

The light is shattered into gold

on every cloud, my darling,

and it scatters gems in profusion.

 

Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf,

my darling, and gladness without measure.

 

The heaven's river has drowned its banks

and the flood of joy is abroad.

 

~Rabindranath Tagore

 

 

Love,

 

Mazie