It is Friday! Time to feed our souls with beautiful words and quiet verse. Our gracious host this week is Elizabeth Steinglass. Do pass by her blog to fill your wandering, wailing hearts with a bit of rain amidst the glow of sunshine.
Last week, we shared that our current reading theme until the end of June is a Buffet of Asian Literature. And as promised, I have more of Rabindranath Tagore’s goodness as culled from his book A Tagore Reader edited by Amiya Chakravarty. I took photos of the pages and edited them using an iPhone app. I hope these words find their way to you today.
The imagery evokes a cloudy sense of doom – a distinct sense of despair and hopelessness, as one’s heart is removed from one’s chest – wandering along with the wind.
Here, one can sense a quiet plea: Come in, dear Beloved. Come now. “Do not pass by like a dream.” Yet aren’t all lovers only as beautiful as they are transient, their mystery and romance wrapped around their being a fleeting echo, like a song from another life?