Life Rabindranath Tagore
Death is not my preference in this beautiful world,
rather I would love to inhabit in the heart of mankind.
In the warmth of the sunbeam and the blooming garden
if I can find space in the core of this lively heart.
The game of life is full of waves on this blissful earth,
parting union so many happy and sad faces I like to
string together in my music
compose songs of immortal radiance!
If I’m unable ,then as long as I live
I want to acquire a place amongst you,
hoping you will present my work morning and evening
like a gardener I can till new music to bloom for you.
Embrace the flowers with cheery faces; afterwards alas
throw them away if they are scorched.
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