Tagore Song (#58) Petals Will Close-Together Covering His Feet Poem by Tushar Ray

Greeted by my secret-thorn flower will blossom
Coloring my spiky-plight giving rise to the rose
When the sky I’ve been craving for will descend
Enjoying the aroma and thrilling my longing-heart

Then my shyness will be vanished
Creating the opening for my assets to offer
When my precious flower assumes a correct form
Thru my Friend’s love and touch
And towards the closing of night
Will fold together calmly lying on my Friend’s feet
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3/7/2015