Death Is Simply The Doorway To Another Reality #2

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Here is another beautiful extract from the wonderful piece, Gitanjali, from the equally wonderful Rabindranath Tagore. Hope you enjoy it!

I was not aware of the moment when I first crossed the threshold of this life. What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery like a bud in the forest at midnight? When in the morning I looked upon the light I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in this world, that the inscrutable without name and form had taken me in its arms in the form of my own mother. Even so, in death the same unknown will appear as ever known to me, and because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well – Rabindranath Tagore

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Death Is Simply The Doorway To Another Reality

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I came across this truly beautiful piece by one of my favourite men of the moment, the wonderful Rabindranath Tagore. It’s a section from one of Tagore’s most famous works, Gitanjali. I hope it inspires you in the same way it inspired me.

I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall be lost, and life will take its leave in silence, drawing the last curtain over my eyes. Yet stars will watch at night, and morning rise as before, and hours heave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains. When I think of this end of my moments, the barrier of the moments breaks and I see by the light of death thy world with its careless treasures – Rabindranath Tagore

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Love Expressed In Words

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RT2I recently came across a beautiful piece of poetry by the wonderful Rabindranath Tagore. It is too long to share in its entirety, but this is the opening verse from his work entitled “Gitanjali”; so utterly profound in its beauty that I could not but share it with my blog followers. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
The little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loves its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill”.

Rabindranath Tagore

Thought For The Day #139

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My last post until Monday 20 August as I am working away in Wales for the coming week.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come – Rabindranath Tagore

Thought For The Day #98

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Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.

Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain it.

Love’s gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

Rabindranath Tagore