Spoil not your moments of bliss,
Moments of peace and happiness,
trying to know and measure
who loves you how much,
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Your silent acceptance,
Your tears tell everything,
That you could not say through the years.
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Let us not be naive
to be carried away
by the rosy pictures
painted of love.
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Brought to live in town
With her working daughter-in-law,
A mother awoke one morning
And found herself surrounded with
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We salute you, Gurudev.
You are a vast universe.
Each time I visit Puri
and see your old house near the sea,
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As the insatiate pen of an artist
Who wants to do wonders
But dissatisfied with the feeling
That something is missing,
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"A picture is an adventure each time.
When I tackle the white canvas
I never know how it will come out."
- George Braque
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Spring of beauty and grace,
O come Beatrice and be my guide.
I'll make another journey,
Write another Commedia.
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Morning breaks on the lawn
Beautiful and bare
Like a bright blank sheet,
Fresh as it were a baby's palm,
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On the river beside the sanctuary
Stands the garden opening up into the air
Like a beautiful red rose
With all its pretty petals
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