(aji jotshn arate sobai gechhe bone)
Everybody has gone to forest
In moonlit night today
In this drunken summer wind
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A poem of gentle responsibility, spending time cleaning in preparation for the Lord's coming, not going drunkenly into the forest like everyone else. Being ready and hopeful for our Lord's coming. Great message in this one, Tushar. Thank you, RoseAnn
Your comments are penetrating and accurate as usual. I enjoy reading your comments on Tagore's works, Roseann. Thank you, Tushar