This is a song by Tagore,it is already translated .I am posting it for my blogger friends and anyone else who appreciates Tagore’s work.
This is a song by Tagore,it is already translated .I am posting it for my blogger friends and anyone else who appreciates Tagore’s work.
The word I found is ‘Nature’.I did a Google image search of the word. This is what the image is. I am looking at it.On the ground is a large piece of land.The place is quiet,there is no movement on the field.I am imagining it to be a farmland,the farmers have left after planting the crops.The division of the field into rows gives the impression.
In the background there are many large trees, in between there is a path,perhaps it is where the houses of the farmers are located. Up above there are clouds moving in warning everyone the rain is about to fall,the farmers should take cover.
It must be a welcome sight for the people,the fields are dry,water is needed to enliven the field.
Soon nature will make everything green and lively,the plants will grow,the farmers will flock to the fields to harvest the crops.They will collect their produce and keep some for themselves and sell the rest.
Then they all will have ‘Thanksgiving’ dinner . They will sit around and make plans for next year’s crop.
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