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Monday, June 07, 2004

A combination of two quotes. One from Rabindranath Tagore and another from Laurence Hope.

My heart, the bird of wilderness, has found its sky in your eyes.
~ Rabindranath Tagore

Give me your love, for a day, a night, an hour; if the wages of sin are death, I'm willing to pay!
~ Laurence Hope, The Complete Love Lyrics.

The Birds of Wilderness ~ Rabindranath Tagore

My heart, the bird of the wilderness,
has found its sky in your eyes:

They are the cradle of the morning,
they are the kingdom of the stars
;
My songs are lost in their depths.

Let me but soar in that sky,
in its lonely immensity!

Let me but cleave its clouds
and spread wings in its sunshine.

A Beautiful Poem.
On the Seashore of Endless Worlds Children Meet.
~ Rabindranath Tagore

This is lovely...
You are the Evening Cloud Floating in the sky of my dreams

~ Rabindranath Tagore