Death

O thou the last fulfilment of life,
Death, my death, come and whisper to me!

Day after day I have kept watch for thee;
for thee have I borne the joys and pangs of life.

All that I am, that I have, that I hope and all my love
have ever flowed towards thee in depth of secrecy.

One final glance from thine eyes
and my life will be ever thine own.

The flowers have been woven
and the garland is ready for the bridegroom.

After the wedding the bride shall leave her home
and meet her lord alone in the solitude of night.

by Rabindranath Tagore

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Oh this is beauty, nostalgic in every respect, emotions outpouring....really touches my heart.....amazing piece...... thanks for sharing.......
The Master's Requiem - such an incredible ageless thought. That one's heart can not be unlocked because the key left with those loved who left before him. A shining example of why Emerson is one of the greatest poets ever. This ending completely rounds the loss of those loved so perfectly. There is no reason why we suffer such great loss, less God's will. How beautifully he phrases this ageless belief.
the poem titled DIRGE and described beautifully ended with the last word- REQUIEM - - Funeral and its ritual very nice
Excellent, brilliant images, and smooth flowing rhyme and rhythm.
I can't imagine being through such pains Of losing a dear one within my yard Lest siblings of mine in prime days Then wander along ugly paths.. Painful indeed, that Emerson is not just talking about how we are going to meet where we are to reunite, but expressing his dim, hollow heart of missing almost all, except a vague promise to meet with his lost ones again.
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