Mother Earth -Rabindranath Tagore

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Mother Earth

by Rabindranath Tagore

 

Today I stand before you

without illusion;

At your portals I do not seek

immortality

For the many days and nights

I have spent weaving you garlands.

But I have given true value

To my little place

in a tiny segment of the many eras

That fold and unfold in the millions of years

Of your travels around the sun;

If I have won from the trials

of life an iota of success,

Then mark my brow with a sign

made from your clay -

To be erased in the night

In which all symbols fade into

the final unknown.

O aloof, ruthless Earth,

Before I am utterly forgotten

Let me place my homage at your feet.