Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
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humaray pass waqt gawanay k liye nahin/ is ye hum chaey kuch bhi ho/ hum haatha pai main pad jaatay hain/ kahin deri na ho, hum bhagay jaatay hain
raat din guzar jaatay hain/ yug phoolon ki tarah khul kar murjha jaatay hain/ lakin tum intzaar ko khoob jaantay ho
waqt anant hai tere liye, mire khuda/koi rakhta nahin hisab tere waqt ka
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord. There is none to count thy minutes.A wonderful and powerful beginning of the great Tgore.5 Stars full
In a world where people do not have time for inevitable things God has time for everything even to turn days and nifghts to ages that can bloom and fade floral beauty.
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord. There is none to count thy minutes. Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers. Thou knowest how to wait. Tagore, a great believer. tony
The principle difference between the cosmic time and the chronological time.
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord. There is none to count thy minutes. ......./// greatly written the greatest master poet yeah no end no end has no end this time, this nature in thy hand all are alive beautifully just need pure intimacy with you and me together
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord. There is none to count thy minutes. Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers. Thou knowest how to wait. Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.- - - -I am in awe and wonder at the poet and his poem.
We have no time to loose. We are too poor to be late
Pure delight to read it.