Rabindranath Tagore

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“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

Quote ― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds

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Never waste any amount of time doing anything important when there is a sunset outside that you should be sitting under! -

C. JoyBell C.

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. -

Rabindranath Tagore

There is nothing is more musical than a sunset. He who feels what he sees will find no more beautiful example of development in all that book which, alas, musicians read but too little. - Claude Debussy,

the book of Nature

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There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. Don't miss so many of them.

Jo Walton

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds

Oh Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.

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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. -

Rabindranath Tagore

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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. -

Rabindranath Tagore

Thank you for your kind visit. Have a wonderful and beautiful day! xo💜💜

www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzs7zzMStY8

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.

The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.

They build their houses with sand, and they play with empty shells. With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep. Children have their play on the seashore of worlds.

They know not how to swim, they know not how to cast nets. Pearl-fishers dive for pearls, merchants sail in their ships, while children gather pebbles and scatter them again. They seek not for hidden treasures, they know not how to cast nets.

The sea surges up with laughter, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach. Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the children, even like a mother while rocking her baby's cradle. The sea plays with children, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet. Tempest roams in the pathless sky, ships are wrecked in the trackless water, death is abroad and children play. On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children.

by Rabindranath Tagore

*Working Towards a Better World

I only ask to be free. The butterflies are free. -

Charles Dickens

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

May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun

And find your shoulder to light on,

To bring you luck, happiness and riches

Today, tomorrow and beyond. -

Irish Blessing

The caterpillar does all the work but the butterfly gets all the publicity. -

Attributed to George Carlin

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly. - Richard Bach

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Gerry and I were driving in downtown Sarasota the other night in the most beautiful sunset and to top it all, the sunset reflections are seen on our car's hood/bonnet adding an extra touch to the photo!

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. -

Rabindranath Tagore

Keep looking up! I learn from the past, dream about the future and look up. There's nothing like a beautiful sunset to end a healthy day. - Rachel Boston

There is nothing more musical than a sunset. He who feels what he sees will find no more beautiful example of development in all that book which, alas, musicians read but too little - the book of Nature. -

Claude Debussy

Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn" -

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Never waste any amount of time doing anything important when there is a sunset outside that you should be sitting under. -

C. JoyBell C.

There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. Don't miss so many of them. - Jo Walton

By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest. - Confucius

Any chance you get, take it. You never know what it could lead to.

- Anon

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“The picture of a flower in a botanical book is infor­mation; its mission ends with our knowledge. But in pure art it is a per­sonal com­mu­ni­cation. And therefore until it finds its harmony in the depth of our per­son­ality it misses the mark. We can treat exis­tence solely as a textbook fur­nishing us lessons, and we shall not be dis­ap­pointed, but we know that there its mission does not end. For in our joy in it, which is an end in itself, we feel that it is a com­mu­ni­cation, the final response of our knowing but the response of our being.” ~ Rabindranath Tagore

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I always enjoy so look up into a blue sky may it is warm or cold seasons !

(bit to late for a blue monday..but wish us all a good week..including all Haitians )

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YOU smiled and talked to me of nothing

and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.

- Rabindranath Tagore

(Stray Birds)

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 in the everything-

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.

Rabindranath Tagore.

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day

runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth

in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves

of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death,

in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.

And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood

this moment.

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"Clouds come floating into my life,

no longer to carry rain or usher storm,

but to add color to my sunset sky."

~ Rabindranath Tagore ~

Plenty of places to sit or stand,

with benches in the gazebo or off to the right!

Happy Bench Monday, Everyone!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVNRDuaUTrA

Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the running stream.

In big black letters I write my name on them and the name of the village where I live.

I hope that someone in some strange land will find them and know who I am.

I load my little boats with shiuli flowers from our garden, and hope that these blooms of the dawn will be carried safely to land in the night.

I launch my paper boats and look up into the sky and see the little clouds setting their white bulging sails.

I know not what playmate of mine in the sky sends them down the air to race with my boats!

When night comes I bury my face in my arms and dream that my paper boats float on and on under the midnight stars.

The fairies of sleep are sailing in them, and the lading is their baskets full of dreams.

Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

Today is the birth anniversary of Rabindranath Tagore. He celebrated his last birthday in Gouripur Lodge, Kalingpong 82 years ago. He wanted to escape from the crowd to a solitude place and preferred Kalingpong.

Rabindranath Tagore was an Indian polymath and one of the most respected poets of India.

“In LOVE all the contradictions of existence

merge themselves and are lost.

Only in love are unity and duality not at variance.

Love must be one and two at the same time.

Only love is motion and rest in one."

~Rabindranath Tagore~

For Week 217 in Poetography... A weekly Inspiration. My chosen word this week is Butterfly

Entered in Challenge 155.0 ~ Signalling Spring ~ The Award Tree ~

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EXPLORE Worthy, Challenge 92 - Color & Fun (Art from 2017)

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EXPLORE Worthy, Challenge 93 - Dragonflies and/or Butterflies (Art from 2017)

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"The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough."

~Rabindranath Tagore~

As I look back on my life I see, not a video, but a series of snapshots. Fleeting moments, captured in my memory. And I sort through them and choose which ones to keep, and which ones to toss…..

Larry / 4Real

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Shot in April of 1997. This is the same sunset as in "Purple Passion" from a few days ago, only shot a little sooner and with a 50mm lens instead of the telephoto. For some reason, the negative didn't scan quite as well and I had to adjust colors a little. Like the other, the focus is a little soft….

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

[from Journey Home by Rabindranath Tagore]

130 Suffolk Street in Why I love my Neighbourhood.....

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*Working Towards a Better World

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. -

Rabindranath Tagore

There's never one sunrise the same or one sunset the same. -

Carlos Santana

Keep looking up! I learn from the past, dream about the future and look up. There's nothing like a beautiful sunset to end a healthy day. - Rachel Boston

The biggest cliche in photography is sunrise and sunset. - Catherine Opie

Will be back later to visit your works!

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I sit at my window

this morning

where the world

like a passer-by

stops for a moment,

nods to me

and goes.

- Rabindranath Tagore

The Cloud said to me, "I vanish";

the Night said, "I plunge into the fiery dawn."

The Pain said, "I remain in deep silence as his footprint."

"I die into fullness", said my life to me.

The Earth said, "My lights kiss your thoughts every moment."

"The days pass", Love said," but I wait for you."

Death said, "I ply the boat of your life across the sea."

(Rabindranath Tagore, Fruit-Gathering)

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

~ Rabindranath Tagore

“Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers

but to be fearless when facing them.”

~ Rabindranath Tagore ~

I took a picture of this tree in the fall and winter and spring

I was going to do another closer view but the sky was so awesome after the storms last night that I rushed out there to photograph it against the sunset. I think it's perfect because this summer has been filled with beautiful clouds, lovely sunsets and powerful storms.

"Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill."

Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali

Rabindranath Tagore’s 1933 Humber bearing registration number WBA 8689 kept in a glass enclosure at Visva Bharati University in Santiniketan.

The 1933 Humber was perhaps the only car that Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore ever called his own. He loved the car and used it till his last days. Beside the bard, this historic car has had illustrious passengers like Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose, Mahatma Gandhi, Acharya Jagadish Chandra Bose and Jawaharlal Nehru. Power Drive uncovers the tale of the Humber.

In the year 1938, Rabindranath Tagore’s eldest son and the first Upacharya of Visva Bharati – Rathindranath Tagore returned from the United States after completing his studies in Agricultural Science from Illinois. In the same year, Rathindranath purchased a pair of 1933 Humber sedans from HH Lilley, Rootes Ltd, which was the only Humber dealer for the whole of India, Burma and Ceylon. Its showroom stood at 42 Park Street in Calcutta. Rathindranath purchased these cars for 400 pounds each (approximately Rs 5300 in 1938). One of these two cars was kept at Tagore’s ancestral home in Jorasankho in north Calcutta, while the other was taken to Visva Bharati in Santiniketan.

Other mechanical innovations that featured in this car included:

A mechanical fuel pump

Radiator shutters operated by thermostat in the header tank

Engine and gearbox in one unit with silent-bloc trunnion mountings

A starter motor with 2-to-1 drive to ensure that the engine was spun rapidly when cold

A new frame with deep-section sides had an extra stiff and deep triangulated cross member in the middle

Suspension was, of course, non-independent with beam axles and half-elliptic springs

A new down draught carburetor.

A Living Testament to Tagore’s Ideals and Philosophy

Visva Bharati with a sprawling campus is famous for its excellence in the study of art and music. I was amazed by the awesome sculptures made with clay and pebbles by Ram Kinkar Baij, ( the right hand sculpture) a pioneer of modern art and sculpture in India. His works are inspired by tribal lifestyle and it is expressed through his sculptures and murals that are on display at Kala Bhavan.

Light is young, the ancient light;

shadows are of the moment, they are born old.''

-Rabindranath Tagore

!`~*Rabindranath Tagore

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.

It becomes small as one song,

as one kiss of the eternal.

-Rabindranth Tagore

(Stray Birds)

I am dying to melt with you but I am stranded on the other shore of the bayou. My wings of hope are feeble and will not carry me across this impasse. My ineptness pleads you, O song of my soul, fly! Fly towards me and my desolated core. Let me bathe in the grandeur of your rhythm and radiance. Let the tickle of life in my veins rejuvenate in your melody. In your embrace lies my pious liberation. Lift me from the prostrate and aid me sing. I need a song. I need you.

PS: I have been reading Geetanjali and my superhero has conquered my imagination all over again. I do not know anymore if the words above are mine or his. Please bear with me.

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Bolpur, a city in the Birbhum district of West Bengal, has quite a great historical and literary significance. It was the home of legendary poet and Nobel laureate Rabindranath Tagore. He penned down innumerable literary classics including novels, poems and songs during his time in Bolpur, Shantiniketan. If you visit the campus of Shantiniketan, you will come across several magnificent sculptures, paintings, frescoes and murals of Tagore, as well as of his contemporaries such as Nandalal Bose, Ramkinkar Baij, Binodbehari Mukhopadhyay, and others.

One of the most popular tourist attractions in Bolpur, Tagore’s Ashram is the abode of Kaviguru Rabindranath Tagore. If you are interested in getting a glimpse into the life of the poet, then do not miss the opportunity of visiting this place. Today, it is a heritage site, which is well-maintained and looked after by the authorities. You will find rich literary works of the poet on your visit here. It also houses items that he used daily. You can also check out the awards and accolades received by him during his lifetime. If you wish to know the poet from really close quarters, then visiting this place would be worthwhile.

Founded in: 1863 and it is Established by: Debendranath Tagore

Distant Time

I know not from what distant time

thou art ever coming nearer to meet me.

Thy sun and stars can never

keep thee hidden from me for aye.

In many a morning and eve

thy footsteps have been heard

and thy messenger has come

within my heart

and called me in secret.

I know not only why today

my life is all astir,

and a feeling of tremulous joy

is passing through my heart.

It is as if the time were come

to wind up my work,

and I feel in the air a faint smell

of thy sweet presence.

GITANJALI

The song offering

Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore (1861 – 1941) is best known as a poet a bengali( Indian), and in 1913 was the first non-European writer to be awarded the Nobel Prize for a notable work of poetry called Gitanjali: Song Offerings (Macmillan, 1912), for which he received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913.. He was a school dropout as he felt stifled within the classroom and found himself unable to think and felt claustrophobic within the four walls of a classroom."

Rabindranath Tagore toured Java in the year 1927 accompanied by eminent architect Surendra Nath Kar. Later, when Tagore decided to establish another house at 'Uttarayan' complex, Surendra Nath applied the architectural form of Java on that house and Tagore's son Rathindra Nath took the whole charge of construction of that house. Japanese artist Kono Shuson decorated this house. Tagore named it "UDAYAN". The construction work went till the year 1938.

Udayan is the most imposing house in the Uttarayan complex. It is meant for important guests visiting Santiniketan. Each suite in Udayan is on a different level which gives this house its individuality. In 2013, Visva Bharati opened a museum Guha Ghar, in the Uttarayan complex, in memory of Rathindranath Tagore.

www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/rabindranath-tagore

poets.org/poet/rabindranath-tagore

"Hope is the thing with feathers

that perches in the soul

and sings the tunes without the words

and never stops at all."

~ Emily Dickinson ~

This is a beautiful illustration from my dear flickr friend who lives in Portugal. We both waited 8 weeks for this to arrive here in the USA from Paula's hometown! Patience is rewarding!

note: I added the Tagore quotation!

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Let your life lightly dance on the edges of time like the dew on the tip of a leaf.

~ Rabindranath Tagore

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

"A hit olyan, mint a madár, amely érzi a világosság közeledtét, és már akkor dalra fakad, amikor még sötét a hajnal." - Rabindranath Tagore

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

Rabindranath Tagore

'My Sunset Sky' On Black

I was inspired to insert myself in a sunset shot yesterday after seeing airport_sleeper’s most recent fabulous creation: www.flickr.com/photos/airport_sleeper/256622085/

Hope you have a terrific Sunday!

The title is inspired by the poem Chitto jetha bhoyshunyo (Where the mind is without fear) composed by Nobel laureate Rabindranath Tagore in 1900. Such hope is possibly even more relevant today across the globe.

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;

Where knowledge is free

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments

By narrow domestic walls

Where words come out from the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way

Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is led forward by thee

Into ever-widening thought and action;

Into that heaven of freedom, My Father, let my country awake.

This is a macro photo of a beautiful, fragrant white jasmine flower.

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