Gitanjali — Song 95
Gitanjali — Song 95
Rabindranath Tagore
I was not aware of the moment when I first crossed the threshold of
this life.
What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery like a
bud in the forest at midnight!
When in the morning I looked upon the light I felt in a moment that I
was no stranger in this world, that the inscrutable without name and
form had taken me in its arms in the form of my own mother.
Even so, in death the same unknown will appear as ever known to me. And
because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well.
The child cries out when from the right breast the mother takes it
away, in the very next moment to find in the left one its consolation.
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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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