Gitanjali — Song 73
Gitanjali — Song 73
Rabindranath Tagore
Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of
freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.
Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of thy wine of various
colours and fragrance, filling this earthen vessel to the brim.
My world will light its hundred different lamps with thy flame and
place them before the altar of thy temple.
No, I will never shut the doors of my senses. The delights of sight and
hearing and touch will bear thy delight.
Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my
desires ripen into fruits of love.
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Complete 103-poem English Gitanjali, translated by the author and published in 1912. · Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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