Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Words of Solitary and Universal Euphoria
When through music the world comes into my vision,
I see Him, I know Him.
Then with the language of his radiance,
The sky is filled with love.
Each fragment of dust is awakened,
And speaks a golden word.
It is then that he ceases to be an outsider
and enters into my very being;
and my heart trembles
With every blade of grass.
Then the lines of all visible forms
Are washed away in a flood of nectar;
And I can hear the murner
Of all created things.
(translation: Aruna Chakravati
"Songs of Tagore Rendered Into English" (1987)