Rabindranath Tagore (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)
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A Moments Indulgence
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.
Rabindranath Tagore
Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004
Read poems about / on: today, summer, work, sea, time, heart, flower
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The dullness of work and science when longing for our utmost beloved...
what a great poetry what a great poet? hats off
One should read him in bengali, its magical..
so simple..........so beautiful
the moment each heart craves for somewhere....
A lovely verse - reminds us to live in the moment...