Lover's Gifts Liv: In The Beginning Of Time Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India

Lover's Gifts Liv: In The Beginning Of Time

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In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God's
dream two women. One is the dancer at the court of paradise, the
desired of men, she who laughs and plucks the minds of the wise
from their cold meditations and of fools from their emptiness; and
scatters them like seeds with careless hands in the extravagant
winds of March, in the flowering frenzy of May.
The other is the crowned queen of heaven, the mother, throned
on the fullness of golden autumn; she who in the harvest-time
brings straying hearts to the smile sweet as tears, the beauty deep
as the sea of silence, -brings them to the temple of the Unknown,
at the holy confluence of Life and Death.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 15 May 2015

Lovely narrative poem well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction. Thanks for sharing.

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Stephen W 15 May 2015

He wrote in Bengali. It's a translation, I think.

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Anjali Sinha 16 June 2008

Hey Yoonoos--I like your interpretations of the great indian bard

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Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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