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The draught of songs/Tagore for today

Rain-laden clouds at twilight. North, Sri Lanka. Photograph©Chulie de Silva

You have drunk the draught of songs
that I poured for you,
and accepted the garland of woven dreams.
My heart straying in the wilderness
was ever touched by the pain that was your own
touch.
When my days are done, my leave-taking hushed
in a final silence,
my voice will linger in the autumn light
and rain-laden clouds
with the message that we had met.

Rabindranath Tagore.

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