Tagore’s Poem on the Mystical Beauty of Mother Nature

[Bijay Raut]

(Rabindranath Tagore (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941) was an enlightened poet from India. This poem is part of Tagore’s Nobel Prize winning collection of poetry - Gitanjali. Though Tagore seems to be talking to a child in this poem, is, in fact, marveling at the mystical beauty of mother nature!)

When I bring to you colored toys, my child, I understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints – when I give colored toys to you, my child.

 

When I sing to make you dance I truly know why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth – when I sing to make you dance.

When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands, I know why there is honey in the cup of the flower and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice – when I bring sweet things to your greedy hands.

When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling, I surely understand what the pleasure is that streams from the sky in morning light, and what delight that is which the summer breeze brings to my body – when I kiss you to make you smile.

[Poetyca]

Thanks Bijay, I love Tagore, Gibran and Gandhi.
Peace and Love
Poetyca