from Abhilas, a particle of twelve yards
there has been quite many light years
and so so many galaxy stops
before one like the seven sages
like a polyarmed, hoary knurled banyan
sighs in a metallic essay, Paribarik Dashatwa
Gitanjali ektara strumms a solo string
the music meanders in all zigzag path-ways
the saffron baul notes mingle in happy crops
and many outcast comets plummet to kiss
the natural red soil where meteors have long
made friends with the holy dust of divine grey specks
Note: The first poem by Tagore is Abhilas, written when he was only 12 years old. The last work is an essay titled Paribarik Dashatwa (Family Slavery) .
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