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Springtime flowers like Narcissus not only add colors and fragrance to this world, but perhaps even make people smile too:-)
Taken at Stanley Park, Vancouver, B.C. Canada
The same stream of life that runs through the world
runs through my veins night and day in rhythmic measure.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust
of the earth into numberless waves of flowers.*
~Rabindranath Tagore
LIGHT
"Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!
Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling,
the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth.
The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge
up on the crest of the waves of light.
The light is shattered into gold on every cloud, my darling, and it scatters gems
in profusion.
Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, my darling, and gladness without measure.
The heaven's river has drowned its banks and the flood of joy is abroad."
GITANJALI
The offering songs
Rabindranath Tagore
"The moon shines in my body,
but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me;
but my deaf ears cannot hear it.
So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine,
his works are as naught:
When all love for the I and the Mine is dead,
then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim
than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes then work is put away.
The flower blooms for the fruit:
When the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer,
but it seeks it not within itself:
It wanders in the quest of grass."
-Kabir (13th Century Ecstatic Poet)
(Translation by Rabindranath Tagore)
…After rereading the “World House” speech by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr:
nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/peace/laureates/1964/king-lec...
The poem by Kabir and the words of Dr. King complement each other and light a way for the us to recognize a world family and realize that the small definitions of ourselves will no long serve a transcendant vision of love and unity. They both point back to the limitless capacities within each of us. This artwork is dedicated to the child of Light that shines on and on out of our very Being.
Why I love this poem: Blog
***ADDED NOTE: I'll be flying out west for a couple of weeks so I will catch up with you when I get back. Love to you all!!!!
"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my Sunset sky."
-Rabindranath Tagore
At Sukhna Lake, Chandigarh.
Getting some images published, receiving some awards, writing some photography related article for magazine, called upon as mentor 'n judge, doing some commercial assignments, exhibiting 'n selling prints, … but this was altogether a different experience when my images were selected for a performance representing poems & letters of our legendary Rabindranath Tagore … what more do I need?! … very blissful experience, indeed.
It’s a performance on Rabindranath Tagore’s Poems & Letters by Louise Coigley, accompanied by Rachel Miller on flute and my images of India displayed on backdrop screen, resonating each poem & letter … followed by my introduction as photographer and words of appreciation about my photographic work!
Read about our legendary Rabindranath Tagore here
Louise Coigley is an Independent Speech and Language Therapist. Kindly, refer to her excellence @ www.lisntell.com
Rachel Miller is spellbinding flautist. Kindly, see her @ www.sonictales.co.uk/
see other image tobe PRESENTed here.
If you are somewhere near Ruskin Theatre, Emerson College, Forest Row, East Sussex, RH18 5JX, England; and if you can manage, I invite you to attend the show on Wednesday 29th June 2011 evening, 7:30 to 8:45pm.
Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songs brush us, pass us, give us delightful shocks.
Then peradventure there's a flash of lightning: whomever I see that instant I fall in love with.
~Tagore~
She had the lead role and
stole the show and our hearts
every minute of every day we were together.
Still unpacking from our spectacular trip . . . . . but the memories will linger forever.
oh, my precious little rock star!
oh my . . .
“Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore ~
Upasana Griha ,Shantiniketan-India : This prayer hall was made of several colored Belgium glasses with marble steps on all four sides, by Rabindranath Tagore's father in 1863. During evening service, candle is lit around the prayer hall, and it wears a magnificent look in flickering light. Prayers are held on Wednesday.~~Wikipedia
This Ghanta Tala or Bronze Bell is under a huge banyan tree and resembles a gateway to a Buddhist Stupa.Taken at Shantiniketan-Kolkata,India.
"Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time
like dew on the tip of a leaf."
-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 ~
Well, I double checked and today is, indeed,
National Handwriting Day . . . so wanted to post one more doodle
from my husband's handwriting journal!
Hope you have a chance to click on his A below!
“This is the ultimate end of man, to find the One which is in him; which is his truth, which is his soul; the key with which he opens the gate of the spiritual life, the heavenly kingdom.” - Rabindranath Tagore
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. - Rabindranath Tagore
More Rabindranath Tagore Quotes and Sayings
Picture Quotes on Living Life Fullest
Top 25 Romantic Hotels in the World
Original photo credit: Gabriela Piwowarska
Yes, I know, this is nothing but thy love,
O beloved of my heart -- this golden light
that dances upon the leaves,
these idle clouds sailing across the sky,
this passing breeze leaving its coolness upon my forehead.
The morning light has flooded my eyes
this is thy message to my heart.
Thy face is bent from above,
thy eyes look down on my eyes,
and my heart has touched thy feet. *
*Rabindranath Tagore
Paper Collage by Jane Bickford, Columbus, Ohio
“Trees are Earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore ~
Paper Collage by Jane Bickford, Columbus, Ohio
“In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore ~
On our recent trip to Michigan, we first stopped in Ohio to visit our dearest friend, Jane Bickford.
90 years young, she continues to construct at least one piece of art every day in her series of torn paper collages. Jane has macular degeneration which, obviously, has not stopped her passion to create.
Each original measures 8" square, and to date, Jane estimates she's done thousands of these treasures!
Rabindranath Tagore was a Bengali polymath. He was a poet, visual artist, playwright, novelist, educationist, social reformer, nationalist, business-manager and composer whose works reshaped Bengali literature and music in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. He became Asia's first Nobel laureate when he won the 1913 Nobel Prize in Literature…. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabindranath_Tagore
Long back, in early 1960, I made a sketch of this great man which is already uploaded to flickr by my daughter ... you may like to click
www.flickr.com/photos/72677183@N00/21057473/
Made to Explore : #422
Santiniketan was made famous by Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore, whose vision became what is now a university town (Visva Bharati University) that attracts thousand of visitors every year. Poush Mela is characterized by the live performances of Bengali folk music, especially the baul music. It includes folk songs, dances and tribal sports. This fair offers a perfect insight of true heritage of the state. The students of Shantiniketan present their magnificent performance and make this festival more enjoyable and glamorous.
Images of Bengal.
Related video link - ishare.rediff.com/video/others/poush-mela-in-shantiniketa...
“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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Sometimes I find it uncanny how a recent image, taken quite spontaneously,
can represent feelings I may later experience.
This morning I feel sad, but we all have moments like that,
and it's good to be able to process such emotions.
“Gaiety is often the reckless ripple over depths of despair.”
~ Edwin Hubbel Chapin ~
“The foolish are like ripples on water,
For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced;
But the righteous are like carvings upon stone,
For their smallest act is durable.”
~ Horace ~
“These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours,
and not reach any destination.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore ~
“Do not suppress it;
that would hurt you inside.
Do not express it;
this would not only hurt you inside, it would cause ripples in your surroundings.
What you do is transform it.”
~ Peace Pilgrim ~
“Become simple and live simply,
not only within yourself but also in your everyday dealings.
Don't make ripples all around you,
don't try to be interesting,
keep your distance,
be honest,
fight the desire to be thought fascinating by the outside world.”
~ Etty Hillesum ~
“The fish in the water are silent,
the animals on the earth are noisy,
the birds in the air are singing.
But man has in him the silence of the sea,
the noise of the earth and the music of the air.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore ~
How often do we really study the *inside* of a sea urchin's shell?
Had it not broken, I wouldn't have seen such beautiful intricate details. Enjoy!
Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!
Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling,
the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth.
The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light.
The light is shattered into gold on every cloud, my darling, and it scatters gems in profusion.
Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, my darling, and gladness without measure. The heaven's river has drowned its banks and the flood of joy is abroad. *
*Rabindranath Tagore
GITANJALI
Was at the Kolkata Book Fair 2011, with Bidisha and Pallav, when I saw this man browsing through a few books. Couldn't help but get captured by his charm. An old man contemplating over the ideas and probably thinking about new ones too... and it helps to look like the greatest Indian Nobel laureate as well.
Yes, I know, this is nothing but thy love, O beloved of my heart ---this golden light that dances upon the leaves, these idle clouds sailing across the sky, this passing breeze leaving its coolness upon on my forehead.
The morning light has flooded my eyes---this is thy message to my heart. Thy face is bent from above, thy eyes look down on my eyes, and my heart has touched thy feet.
~Tagore~
Gitanjali
Explored - March 22nd.
"Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time
like dew on the tip of a leaf."
~ Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) ~
For six word story
"In the sunlight of awareness, Everything becomes sacred.”
— Thich Nhat Hanh
"When you contemplate a beautiful sunset, do you have to make any effort? I don't think so. You don't have to make any effort in order to enjoy a beautiful sunset. You need only to be there, to be there mind and body together. But if your body is there and your mind is in the past or in the future, then the beautiful sunset will not be there for you.”
—Thich Nhat Hanh
"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
—Rabindranath Tagore
A week ago today we were packing up to return home from Maine.
These were some of the last shots I captured, with tears in my eyes . . .
for the beauty and symbolism of monarchs, also on their journey south.
I kept thinking of my special *flickr friend living on an island in northern Maine, who nurtured and documented the cycle of these gorgeous gifts of nature from egg to cocoon to butterfly, wondering if these were some of her babies!
*Check out Terry's incredible video . . . www.flickr.com/photos/native_islander/15081892085/
“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore ~
“We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think its forever.”
~ Dr. Carl Sagan ~