THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE POEMS OF RABINDRANATH TAGORE TRANSLATED BY SOMEONE ELSE ; BUT I CAN NOT RESIST THE TEMPTATION OF POSTING IT.
I have only added a title and preface to this beautiful poem.
The poem is about a child who suffers self-conflict when he comes to the realisation that if he gives into his curiosity and ventures out to discover the world, he will have to do so at the cost of his mother's warmth. Similarly, were he to choose his mother's warmth and affection, he will miss out on the adventures he could have.
THE CONFLICT:
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-
"We play from the time we wake till the day ends.
We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon."
I ask, "But how am I to get up to you ?"
They answer, "Come to the edge of the earth, lift up your
hands to the sky, and you will be taken up into the clouds."
"My mother is waiting for me at home, "I say, "How can I leave
her and come?"
Then they smile and float away.
But I know a nicer game than that, mother.
I shall be the cloud and you the moon.
I shall cover you with both my hands, and our house-top will
be the blue sky.
The folk who live in the waves call out to me-
"We sing from morning till night; on and on we travel and know
not where we pass."
I ask, "But how am I to join you?"
They tell me, "Come to the edge of the shore and stand with
your eyes tight shut, and you will be carried out upon the waves."
I say, "My mother always wants me at home -
how can I leave her and go?"
They smile, dance and pass by.
But I know a better game than that.
I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore.
I shall roll on and on and on, and break upon your lap with
laughter.
And no one in the world will know where we both are...
A BEAUTIFUL SONG VIDEO "O' MEGH" FEATURED ON THIS POEM BY "THE DEWARISTS" SANG BY PAPON DIRECTED BY SANTANU MOITRA; THIS SONG WILL SWEEP YOU OFF YOUR FEET ..!!! I HAVE HERE ATTACHED THE LINK OF THIS MESMERIZING SONG...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R61PVcZxGMw
I have only added a title and preface to this beautiful poem.
The poem is about a child who suffers self-conflict when he comes to the realisation that if he gives into his curiosity and ventures out to discover the world, he will have to do so at the cost of his mother's warmth. Similarly, were he to choose his mother's warmth and affection, he will miss out on the adventures he could have.
THE CONFLICT:
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-
"We play from the time we wake till the day ends.
We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon."
I ask, "But how am I to get up to you ?"
They answer, "Come to the edge of the earth, lift up your
hands to the sky, and you will be taken up into the clouds."
"My mother is waiting for me at home, "I say, "How can I leave
her and come?"
Then they smile and float away.
But I know a nicer game than that, mother.
I shall be the cloud and you the moon.
I shall cover you with both my hands, and our house-top will
be the blue sky.
The folk who live in the waves call out to me-
"We sing from morning till night; on and on we travel and know
not where we pass."
I ask, "But how am I to join you?"
They tell me, "Come to the edge of the shore and stand with
your eyes tight shut, and you will be carried out upon the waves."
I say, "My mother always wants me at home -
how can I leave her and go?"
They smile, dance and pass by.
But I know a better game than that.
I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore.
I shall roll on and on and on, and break upon your lap with
laughter.
And no one in the world will know where we both are...
A BEAUTIFUL SONG VIDEO "O' MEGH" FEATURED ON THIS POEM BY "THE DEWARISTS" SANG BY PAPON DIRECTED BY SANTANU MOITRA; THIS SONG WILL SWEEP YOU OFF YOUR FEET ..!!! I HAVE HERE ATTACHED THE LINK OF THIS MESMERIZING SONG...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R61PVcZxGMw
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