Friday, 23 September 2011

Rabindranath Tagore, Poet and painter

Lover's Gifts IV: She Is Near to My Heart
 Rabindranath Tagore

She is near to my heart as the meadow-flower to the earth; she is
sweet to me as sleep is to tired limbs. My love for her is my life
flowing in its fullness, like a river in autumn flood, running with
serene abandonment. My songs are one with my love, like the murmur
of a stream, that sings with all its waves and current.

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