Feb 11, 2010

For Missy

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure.
This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again,
and fillest it ever with fresh life.

This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales,
and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.

At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy
and gives birth to utterance ineffable.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.

Rabindranath Tagore


vk said...

So very beautiful...

Anonymous said...

Dear Sas,
there is only one word for the perfect union of words and photographs........ineffable.......
Thank you so much,love Missy from the bayou

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