Poem 8

Resultado de imagen para rabindranath tagore

“Nobody knows that in your blood

Dance the waves of the ocean

And murmur the sighs of forests.

Today I remember

How I have noiselessly floated down the stream of Time,

Slipping from life to life,

Changing from form to form.

In the night, in the morning,

All I received, I gave away

In ever new gifts,

In ever new songs”

Rabindranath Tagore. 1955. A Flight of Swans.

Sky’s endlessness, soul’s longing

blue’s infinity.

Endlessness through the sky

I wanna get lost in.

The dark pines dancing to the wind,

melancholic sunset.

The stars companion to this blue soul are.

I long, long for…

I do not know what.

Sweet longing in my chest

though wet in my eyes.

The most precious moment of the day maybe.

Don’t mind this sadness

worthy is

this feeling of deepness in inside.

This sweet ache, this mellow joy.

Drenched eyes.

Peaceful pines.

Photo and text by me.