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Who are you, reader,
reading my poems an hundred years hence?
I cannot send you one single flower
from this wealth of the spring,
one single streak of gold
from yonder clouds.
Open your doors and look abroad.
From your blossoming garden
gather fragrant memories
of the vanished flowers
of an hundred years before.
In the joy of your heart
you may feel the living joy
that sang one spring morning,
sending its glad voice
across a hundred years.
Rabindranath Tagore
The Gardener
1915
Who are you, reader,
reading my poems an hundred years hence?
I cannot send you one single flower
from this wealth of the spring,
one single streak of gold
from yonder clouds.
Open your doors and look abroad.
From your blossoming garden
gather fragrant memories
of the vanished flowers
of an hundred years before.
In the joy of your heart
you may feel the living joy
that sang one spring morning,
sending its glad voice
across a hundred years.
Rabindranath Tagore
The Gardener
1915
13 comments:
Ahh, Beatiful flowers and beautiful poem...
I love the pink flowers! Happy Spring!
I love this poem of Rabindranath Tagore, it elevates my soul, and open it to the beauty of spring.
spring is there, too, in France, and I enjoy every moment of it.
Lovely! Just so beuatiful. The Poem is also lovely!
Happy 1st of May Sara!
Wouldn't that poet be surprised to see how we now read his poetry. Facinating roses!
That is so beautiful. Thank you Sara.
Hi Sara,
Oh I love Rabindranath Tagore. We used to study his poetry at school.
Happy May day to you!
ps: thanks for the Ofra Haza video. She's superb!
psst! I forgot to say, your new photo of you is GREAT! très chic...
Clever poet...and he was right, wasn't he?
That picture is heaven-sent.
Beautiful picture to occupany such beautiful words. Loved it.
Sara,
Just wanted to let you know dear and I gobbled up all 4 (yep I let Willow take her 4) of the avocados from your tree with pure delight. One in a spinach omelette, one on toast, one just as an appetizer, and one in a burrito!! What a wonderful fruit God created...
Gorgeous, Sara! Lovely poem, too.
Beautiful everything!
Paz
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