Rabindranath Tagore

(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

Patience - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it.
I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigil
and its head bent low with patience.

The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish,
and thy voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.

Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my birds' nests,
and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all my forest groves.


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  • Rookie Edgardo Tugade (9/27/2008 7:00:00 AM)

    They speak not to me and I know what it means to fill my heart with their silence... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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