Rabindranath Tagore

(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

Benediction - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

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Bless this little heart, this white soul that has won the kiss of
heaven for our earth.
He loves the light of the sun, he loves the sight of his
mother's face.
He has not learned to despise the dust, and to hanker after
gold.
Clasp him to your heart and bless him.
He has come into this land of an hundred cross-roads.
I know not how he chose you from the crowd, came to your door,
and grasped you hand to ask his way.
He will follow you, laughing the talking, and not a doubt in
his heart.
Keep his trust, lead him straight and bless him.
Lay your hand on his head, and pray that though the waves
underneath grow threatening, yet the breath from above may come and
fill his sails and waft him to the heaven of peace.
Forget him not in your hurry, let him come to your heart and
bless him.


Comments about Benediction by Rabindranath Tagore

  • Rookie Margarita Landre (11/14/2013 11:31:00 AM)

    I immediately thought of Benedict Cumberbatch as I read this... Haha. Beautiful poem either way: thought provoking. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 16 Points John Hardesty (7/4/2013 12:23:00 PM)

    The blessed soul of Tagore, unmatched by many who parry their quills! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie M Fiery Leo (4/29/2012 5:34:00 PM)

    beautiful soul in the poem....innocent feelings of an innocent heart....heart-purifying! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Melanie Ann Calvert (3/31/2007 3:36:00 PM)

    A very spiritual piece. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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