My roots will set off to seek another land

"I want you to know

one thing.

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land"

"... but

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine"

Pablo Neruda - 'If You Forget Me'

My Worship of Sorrow will be over

"When birds return to the nest

In the shadow of the evening,

When the bell of evening worship is rung in the evening

Then this life will lit up its last flame-offer

And my worship of sorrow will be over.

And my worship of sorrow will be over"

.

"So many words of my so many days

So many yearnings in so many ways

My mind is full of these things now-a-days!

When in the sacrificial fire

They will burn like the stars

And they will rush towards the sky ignoring barriers

Then my arrangement will match sunset’s color

And my worship of sorrow will be over"

Tagore - 'My Worship of Sorrow'

My Tears

"The hush this evening seems to expect a footfall,
and you ask me for the cause of my tears.
I cannot give a reason why I weep,
for that is a secret still withheld from me"
-- Tagore : 'The Fugitive' --