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Saturday Poetry

from Gitanjali – Song Offerings
by Rabindranath Tagore

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 little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and
dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.

At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its
limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of
mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room

to fill.

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  • April 11, 2009, 8:54 am Hecate RavenMoon

    Blessed be Owl.
    Wow that was really pretty and deep. Thank you for sharing it.

    I am sorry that I have been away from the blog scene for so long. I just had a lot of stuff going on. But I am trying to manage my time a little bit better so that I can catch up and try to keep my blog up-to-date better.

    Hope that you are having a great weekend.

  • April 11, 2009, 9:48 am Beth Owl's Daughter

    Welcome back, dear one! You just relax and take your time and know we’re just delighted you’re here!

    – Beth

  • April 14, 2009, 7:57 am painterofblue

    I love this poem!