Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Release me from my unfulfilled past clinging to me from behind making death difficult.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Where is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy?
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to the nest of my silence.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Around the sunny island of Life swells day and night death's limitless song of the sea.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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I am in the world of the roads. The night comes. Open thy gate, thou world of the home.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have nothing but thyself.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Light in my heart the evening star of rest and then let the night whisper to me of love.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart making the music of sadness.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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