A Moments Indulgence – Rabindranath Tagore

I ask for a moment’s indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards. Away from the…

Rabindranath Tagore Biography

Rabindranath Tagore (sometimes rendered in a more modern transliteration as Thakur or Thakura) was one of the great writers of the early 20th century. Rabindranath…

Listen, can you hear it? (from The Lover of God)

Listen, can you hear it? His bamboo flute speaks the pure language of love. The moon enlightens the trees, the path, the sinuous Yamuna. Oblivious…

Who are You, who keeps my heart awake? (from The Lover of God)

Who are You, who keeps my heart awake? Every moment is lit by You, so that I feel no longer separate from You. Whose flute…

Your flute plays the exact notes of my pain. (from The Lover of God)

Your flute plays the exact notes of my pain. It toys with me. Where did you learn such stealth, such subtle wounding, Kan? The arrows…

He’s there among the scented trees (from The Lover of God)

He’s there among the scented trees, playing the notes he has taught you. Too late for embarrassment, shy doe nibbling at the forest’s edge, shawled…

In one salutation to thee, my God (from Gitanjali)

In one salutation to thee, my God, let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet. Like a rain-cloud of July…

Ever in my life have I sought thee with my songs (from Gitanjali)

Ever in my life have I sought thee with my songs. It was they who led me from door to door, and with them have…

It is the pang of separation that spreads throughout the world (from Gitanjali)

It is the pang of separation that spreads throughout the world and gives birth to shapes innumerable in the infinite sky. It is this sorrow…

I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn (from Gitanjali)

I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn uselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious! Thy touch has not yet melted…

Thy gifts to us mortals fulfil all our needs (from Gitanjali)

Thy gifts to us mortals fulfill all our needs and yet run back to thee undiminished. The river has its everyday work to do and…

I want thee, only thee (from Gitanjali)

That I want thee, only thee — let my heart repeat without end. All desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty…

Thou hast made me endless (from Gitanjali)

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life. This…

Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not (from Gitanjali)

Thou hast made me known to friends whom I knew not. Thou hast given me seats in homes not my own. Thou hast brought the…

I touch God in my song

I touch God in my song as the hill touches the far-away sea with its waterfall. The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has…

On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time (from Gitanjali)

On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time. But it is never lost, my lord. Thou hast taken every moment of my…

Accept me, my lord, accept me for this while

Let those orphaned days that passed without thee be forgotten. Only spread this little moment wide across thy lap, holding it under thy light. I…

I touch God in my song

I touch God in my song as the hill touches the far-away sea with its waterfall. The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has…

Accept me, my lord, accept me for this while

Accept me, my lord, accept me for this while. Let those orphaned days that passed without thee be forgotten. Only spread this little moment wide…

On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time (from Gitanjali)

On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time. But it is never lost, my lord. Thou hast taken every moment of my…