Sunday, January 30, 2011

"Do you in your lonely musing hear the message of the hereafter?"
























"Ah, poet, the evening draws near; your hair is turning grey.
"Do you in your lonely musing hear the message of the hereafter?"

"It is evening," the poet said, "and I am listening because some
one may call from the village, late though it be.
"I watch if young straying hearts meet together, and two pairs of
eager eyes beg for music to break their silence and speak for
them.
"Who is there to weave their passionate songs, if I sit on the
shore of life and contemplate death and the beyond?

"The early evening star disappears.
"The glow of a funeral pyre slowly dies by the silent river.
"Jackals cry in chorus from the courtyard of the deserted house
in the light of the worn-out moon.
"If some wanderer, leaving home, come here to watch the night and
with bowed head listen to the murmur of the darkness, who is
there to whisper the secrets of life into his ears if I,
shutting my doors, should try to free myself from mortal bonds?

"It is a trifle that my hair is turning grey.
"I am ever as young or as old as the youngest and the oldest of
this village.
"Some have smiles, sweet and simple, and some a sly twinkle in
their eyes.
"Some have tears that well up in the daylight, and others tears
that are hidden in the gloom.
They all have need for me, and I have no time to brood over the
afterlife.
"I am of an age with each, what matter if my hair turns grey?"



From The Gardener by Rabindranath Tagore, 1915

Seated old man, Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519)

4 comments:

queen_cupcake said...

This is so beautiful. Today, I was fretting over my own aging, physical self and the failing health of my mother, who is 95 years old. Then I found your post. Thank you for giving me something to really think about and meditate upon.

chayaruchama said...

Ah, sister.

You grace me w/ Tagore and Da Vinci.
I want for nothing, now...

Love you.

Bellatrix said...

Like! Like!

Lucy said...

Love the drawings of the old by DaVinci, they really show the beauty of time passing over the skin and frame. It seems like the architecture of the body is more revealed as time goes on.