from Gitanjali
Early in the day it was whispered that we should
sail in a boat, only thou and I, and never a soul in the world would know of this our pilgrimage to no country and to no end.
In that shoreless ocean, at thy silently listening
smile my songs would swell in melodies, free as
waves, free from all bondage of words.
Is the time not come yet? Are there works still to
do? Lo, the evening has come down upon the shore and in the fading light the seabirds come flying to their nests.
Who knows when the chains will be off, and the
boat, like the last glimmer of sunset, vanish into
the night?
Rabindranath Tagore
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