Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
Let it not be a death but completeness.
Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light you on your way.

  • 0
  • 1
  •  
  •  
The gardener
Login to comment...

Liked or faved by...

galene
Email

Other works by Rabindranath Tagore...

Some poets who follow Rabindranath Tagore...

von Goethe Parker Jennings Gato Chungo saaleha i bamjee Laura Bertolini Bodhisattwa