Fireflies 9

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore 9 the same sun is newly born in new lands in a ring of endless dawns; God’s world is ever renewed by death… a Titan’s ever crushed by its own existence glow-worm exploring the dust never knows that stars are in the sky the tree is of today; the flower is […]

Fireflies 8

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore two separated shores mingle their voices in a song of unfathomed tears; as a river in the sea work finds its fulfilment in the depth of leisure I lingered on my way till thy cherry tree lost its blossom; now the azalea brings to me thy forgiveness shy little pomegranate bud […]

Fireflies 7

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore who does good comes to the temple gate; who loves reaches the shrine flower! have pity for the worm— it is not a bee; its love is a blunder and a burden with the ruins of terror’s triumph children build their doll’s house the lamp waits through the long day of […]

Fireflies 6

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore thou hast risen late my crescent moon but my night bird is still awake to greet thee darkness is the veiled bride silently waiting for the errant light to return to her bosom trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven; the burden of self is lightened […]

Fireflies 5

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore 5 I have thanked the trees that have made my life fruitful— I must now remember the grass that has ever kept it green one without a second is emptiness; the other one makes it true… life’s errors cry for the merciful beauty that can modulate their isolation into a harmony […]

Fireflies 4

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore 4 there smiles the Divine Child among the playthings of unmeaning clouds and ephemeral lights & shadows the breeze whispers to the lotus “what is thy secret?” “it is myself,” says the lotus “steal it and I disappear…” the freedom of the storm and the bondage of the stem join hands […]

Fireflies (for Priyanka & Nikita!) 3

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore 3 memory the priestess kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past from the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust; God watches them play and forgets the priest; God seeks comrades and claims love; the Devil seeks slaves […]

Fireflies (For My New Indian Followers!) 1

Poems of Rabindranath Tagore 1 My fancies are fireflies— specks of living light twinkling in the dark; the voice of wayside pansies that do not attract the careless glance murmurs in these desultory lines; in the drowsy dark caves of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day’s caravan; spring scatters the […]