"Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky."
"The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument. The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set; only there is the agony of wishing in my heart . . ."
6 likes
Source: Rabindranath Tagore, William Radice (2011). “Gitanjali: Song Offerings”, p.176, Penguin Books India
About the author