The Gardener: 79 par Rabindranath Tagore I often wonder where lie hidden th Through what primal paradise in a Those marks of their constant trea Yet suddenly in some wordless musi It seems that the two friends meet 1
Lover's Gifts II: Come to my Garden Walk par Rabindranath Tagore Come to my garden walk, my love. press themselves on your sight. Pa chance joy, which like a sudden wo elude. For lover’s gift is shy, it never
Roaming Cloud par Rabindranath Tagore I am like a remnant of a cloud of uselessly roaming in the sky, O my Thy touch has not yet melted my va making me one with thy light, and thus I count months and years
Parting Words par Rabindranath Tagore When I go from hence let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpass I have tasted of the hidden honey that expands on the ocean of light
Defamation par Rabindranath Tagore Whey are those tears in your eyes, How horrid of them to be always sc You have stained your fingers and is that why they call you dirty? O, fie! Would they dare to call t 1
Clouds and Waves par Rabindranath Tagore Mother, the folk who live up in th “We play from the time we wake til We play with the golden dawn, we p I ask, “But how am I to get up to They answer, “Come to the edge of
Sympathy par Rabindranath Tagore If I were only a little puppy, no you say “No” to me if I tried to Would you drive me off, saying to little puppy?” Then go, mother, go! I will never
The Gardener: 38 par Rabindranath Tagore My love, once upon a time your poe Alas, I was not careful, and it s It broke up into scraps of songs a All my cargo of the stories of old You must make this loss good to me
Sleep par Rabindranath Tagore In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep wit resting my trust upon thee. Let me not force my flagging spiri It is thou who drawest the veil of 3
The Gardener: 16 par Rabindranath Tagore Hands cling to hands and eyes ling It is the moonlit night of March; This love between you and me is si Your veil of the saffron colour ma The jasmine wreath that you wove m