Rabindra Sangeet Poem by Rimni chakravarty

I listen to the songs of Tagore to come back to life
When several times I die
At times I hum a few lines
Sometimes I sing
The songs are an outlet of my feelings which pour out in strains
Clouds bursts into rains
It is the wish for the sunlight again
It is the time to go down the memory lane
On the wings of imagination I fly
Away into the crystal clear sky
All blue
I step on the grass filled with the morning dew