"When I bring you coloured toys, my child
I understand why there is such a
play of colours on clouds, on water,
and why flowers are painted in tints
When I sing to make you dance,
I truly know why there is music in leaves
and why waves sent their chorus of voices
to the heart of listening earth
When I bring sweet to your greedy hands,
I know why there is honey in the cup of the flower
and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice
When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling,
I surely understand what pleasure streams
from the sky in the morning light,
and what delight the summer breeze brings to my body"
~ 'Crescent Moon' - Tagore ~
1 comment:
Tagore again... nice pic
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