The Gardener Xxvii: Trust Love Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

'Trust love even if it brings sorrow.
Do not close up your heart.'
'Ah no, my friend, your words are
dark, I cannot understand them.'
'Pleasure is frail like a dewdrop,
while it laughs it dies. But sorrow is
strong and abiding. Let sorrowful
love wake in your eyes.'
'Ah no, my friend, your words are
dark, I cannot understand them.'
'The lotus blooms in the sight of
the sun, and loses all that it has. It
would not remain in bud in the
eternal winter mist.'
'Ah no, my friend, your words are
dark, I cannot understand them.'