Rabindranath Tagore

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

Brink Of Eternity


In desperate hope I go and search for her
in all the corners of my room;
I find her not.

My house is small
and what once has gone from it can never be regained.

But infinite is thy mansion, my lord,
and seeking her I have to come to thy door.

I stand under the golden canopy of thine evening sky
and I lift my eager eyes to thy face.

I have come to the brink of eternity from which nothing can vanish
---no hope, no happiness, no vision of a face seen through tears.

Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean,
plunge it into the deepest fullness.
Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch
in the allness of the universe.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Gold Star - 13,873 Points * Sunprincess * (6/8/2014 8:48:00 PM)

    ..........all encompassing love he feels....has carried him to the brink of eternity in search of his beloved....
    .a truly beautiful poem... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,206 Points Ramesh Rai (2/13/2014 3:02:00 PM)

    Let me for once feel that lost sweet
    touch
    in the allness of the universe.

    nothing lost. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Hn Pande (7/9/2013 8:10:00 PM)

    this stuff strikes with wonderful visuals,
    and yet its text is upgraded by sadness.... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 13 Points Ravi A (7/30/2009 1:24:00 PM)

    A poem conveying all the spiritual elements. We are all in search of eternity but often haven't the glimpse of it. God is eternal and so, eternity goes with god. Eternity means ever continuous and non-perishable. 'Let me for once feel that lost sweet touch '- this line conveys a lot. It reflects one thing in essential - 'lost touch'- the grace that the poet received in his previous births. He longs for that. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Melanie Ann Calvert (3/31/2007 3:37:00 PM)

    Sad, but very sweet. (Report) Reply

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