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Poem for Thursday

Excerpt From The Gardener
by Rabindranath Tagore


Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
Let it not be a death but completeness.
Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the     nest.
Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in     silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light you on your way.
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