>A Moment's Indulgence
19 Feb2009
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A Moments Indulgence…
I ask for a moment’s indulgence to sit by thy side.
The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs;
and the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quiet face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.
By Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) A Hindu awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. Born in Calcutta, India, educated at home and for a short time in England. He became a voice of India’s spiritual heritage. Though he wrote in all genres, he is best know for his poems.
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