Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck
with my tears of sorrow.
The stars have wrought their anklets of light to deck thy feet,
but mine will hang upon thy breast.
Wealth and fame come from thee
and it is for thee to give or to withhold them.
But this my sorrow is absolutely mine own,
and when I bring it to thee as my offering
thou rewardest me with thy grace.
mine / own... is not needed...a redundant..
Chain of pearls for tears of sorrow..... beautiful imagery.
........could imagine he was feeling sorrow for his mother passing away.....so he places a chain of pearls around her neck....fashioned from his sorrow......beautiful poem....
But this my sorrow is absolutely mine own- Rabindranath Tagore All happy families are alike but an unhappy family is unhappy after its own fashion- Leo Tolstoy
The homage to motherland is all contained in the sorrows of the child.
I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck with my tears of sorrow. - such a really lovely opener and the imagery here was so strong for me. Xx NDS
Breathtaking imagery, ignites the imagination, the opening lines are solid as gold, Tagore professes his love for his mother that is eternally endearing to last a thousand lifetimes. So glad this was chosen as poem of the day
" Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck with my tears of sorrow." Rabindranath Tagore
A good tribute to Mother by the great poet of India!
Gorgeous images are sprinkled about in this poem- particularly the following lines: - - - - - -Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neck with my tears of sorrow.