"Truly, I did not contend for them I did not purchase them in the marketplace they are unfit gifts for her!" I bowed my head, humiliated, and thought: She glanced down disdainfully, then pouted: "What are these bizarre things? I have no use for them!" Hesitant, I placed all I had produced at her feet, silently awaiting her verdict. When I returned, staggering under their weight, my love was relaxing in her garden, idly tearing leaves from flowers. Some radiant like smiles, some glittering like tears, others flushed like brides’ cheeks. The sky grows dark it is late.ĭredging up the strangest and most beautiful objects from the depths. If the wreath lies unwoven, who cares? If the bracelet is unfastened, let it fall. Who will care that your eyelids have not been painted with lamp-black, when your pupils are darker than thunderstorms? You loiter in vain over your toilet lamp it flickers and dies in the wind. If your feet glisten with dew, if your anklets slip, if your beaded necklace slides off? Never mind.ĭo you see the clouds enveloping the sky?įlocks of cranes erupt from the riverbank, fitful gusts ruffle the fields, anxious cattle tremble in their stalls. Skip with quicksilver steps across the grass. Is your hair untamable, your part uneven, your bodice unfastened? Never mind. On the seashores of endless worlds there is a great gathering of earth's children. Tempests roam pathless skies, ships lie wrecked in uncharted waters, death wanders abroad, and still the children play. On the seashores of endless worlds earth's children meet. The sea plays with the children, smiling palely on the seashore. The sea surges with laughter, smiling palely on the seashore.ĭeath-dealing waves sing the children meaningless songs, like a mother lullabying her baby's cradle. They are unaware of hidden treasures, nor do they know how to cast nets, yet. They do not know, yet, how to cast nets or swim.ĭivers fish for pearls and merchants sail their ships, while earth's children skip, gather pebbles and scatter them again. They weave boats out of withered leaves and laughingly float them out over the vast deep.Įarth's children play gaily on the seashores of endless worlds. They build sand castles and play with hollow shells. On the seashores of endless worlds earth's children gather to dance with joyous cries and pirouettes. The infinite sky is motionless, the restless waters boisterous. On the seashores of endless worlds, earth's children converge. Loose translation/interpretation/moderniz ation by Michael R. Tagore was also a notable artist, musician and polymath. These are modern English translations of poems by the great Indian poet Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), who has been called the "Bard of Bengal" and "the Bengali Shelley." In 1913 Tagore became the first non-European to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. Keywords/Tags: Tagore, translation, Bengali, death, coronavirus, final, fulfillment, life, come, whisper, joys, pangs, hope, love, secrets, secrecy, flowers, garland, bridegroom, wedding, bride, lord, night The flowers have been woven and the garland prepared for the bridegroom.Īfter the wedding the bride must leave her home and meet her lord alone in the solitude of night. One final glance from your eyes and my life will be yours forever, your own. Have always flowed toward you in the depths of secrecy. You who are the final fulfillment of life,įor you I have borne the joys and the pangs of life.Īll that I am, all that I have and hope, and all my love Loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. I feel proud to say I love the God and HIS image that's YOU, YOU & YOU !!! Make them feel special because you never know when time will take them away from you forever.Īlone I can 'Say' but together we can 'Talk'.Īlone I can 'Enjoy' but together we can 'Celebrate'Īlone I can 'Smile' but together we can 'Laugh' Spend time with every person around you, and help them with whatever you can to make them happy, your families, friends and acquaintances. When you hear I'm gone, you'll find your way to my house to pay condolence but we haven't even spoken in years.
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