What I Learned From My Dad - Thrive Global

What I Learned From My Dad - Thrive Global

“I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.”

- Rabindrinath Tagore 

Unending Love - Rabindrinath Tagore

 

Unending Love

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –
And the songs of every poet past and forever.

Service to others is the rent you pa...

Service to others is the rent you pay for your room here on earth. ~ Muhammad Ali

Playthings

BY RABINDRANATH TAGORE

Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.

I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig.

I am busy with my accounts, adding up figures by the hour.

Perhaps you glance at me and think, "What a stupid game to spoil your morning with!"

Child, I have forgotten the art of being absorbed in sticks and mud-pies.

I seek out costly playthings, and gather lumps of gold and silver.

With whatever you find you create your glad games, I spend both my time and my strength over things I never can obtain.

In my frail canoe I struggle to cross the sea of desire, and forget that I too am playing a game.

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45671/playthings

Endless effort, listening heaven - Tagore

Trees are Earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

Faith & nature - Tagore

Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

the butterfly and this moment

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

butterfly

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

Tagore - butterflies and moments

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. ~ Rabindranath Tagore

birth - death - Tagore

The night kissed the fading day, with a whisper: I am death, your mother. From me you will get new birth. ~ Rabindranath Tagore