The Heart (Photo credit: petalouda62)
“The broken dream of a stream” By Tagore
How did the sun’s rays
penetrate my heart this morning,
how did the song of the bird
penetrate the dark cave!
I don’t know how
my heart awakened after
such a long time!
heart is awake,
the water is swelling up,
I cannot stop my heart’s
wish and emotion.
The mountains are trembling,
hailstones are sliding down,
the water is beating up
into froth
it is thundering in anger.
Here and there almost mad
it is turning and turning
and roaming around__
it wants to come out,
cannot find the prison door.
Why is the creator so cruel,
why is there trap all around,
break the heart,break the tie,
have the desire today,
lift the layers of waves
continue striking it.
When the heart is excited
what is dark,what is cruel!
When the yearning is increasing
why fear the world!
I will pour compassion,
I will break the cruel prison,
I will sing all around the world
anxious crazy water.
I will untie my hair, pick up flowers,
fly my rain-bow painted fan,
I will spread laughter
on the rays of the sun.
I will run from peak to peak,
I will conquer hill after hill,
I will giggle and sing rhythmically.
I have so much to say,
so much to sing,
so much vitality,
so much happiness,so much desire.
I know not what happened ,
my heart is awake__
from the distance I can hear
the song of the ocean.
All around me
what is this frightful prison__
break break break the prison,
strike strike it.
O what a song the bird sang,
here comes the rays of the sun.
Sabethville 