Sunday, March 19, 2006

Closed Path

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.

Rabindranath Tagore

2 comments:

Aravis said...

Thank-you for sharing this inspiring poem.

Lorraine said...

Rivi, I needed that today. thanks always :)