“Tagore is, I think, saying that truth is a subtler concept than Einstein realises” – Noble Laureate Physicist Brian Josephson, Cambridge University, 1992
“Curiously enough, the present evolution of science is running in the direction stated by the great Indian poet” – Noble Laureate Chemist Ilya Prigogine, 1984
“I am only waiting for love to give myself up at last at his hands. Thus why it is so late
And thus am I guilty of such omissions.
They come with their laws and their codes to bind me fast. But I evade them ever, for I
Am only waiting for love to give myself up at last at his hands.
People blame me and call me heedless – I doubt not they are right in their blame.
The market day is over and work is all done for the busy. Those who came to call me vain
Have gone back in anger. I am only waiting for love to give myself at last at his hands”.
– Gitanjali, Rabindranath Tagore
REWORKING ON ROMAIN ROLLAND’S THE DECLARATION OF THE INDEPENDENCE OF SPIRIT (1919): ON THE EVE OF RABINDRANATH TAGORE’S 153rd BIRTH ANNIVERSARY 7th May 2014
“Toilers of the spirit, companions, scattered all over the world, separated from one another for five years by armies, by censorship and hate of nations at war, we take this opportunity, when barriers are falling and frontiers are re-opening, of making an appeal to you to re-form your fraternal union, – but let it be a fresh union, firmer and stronger than the one which existed before. – Romain Rolland, July 1919
“Waiting for love to give myself at last at his hands…”
Silently evening crawls in the bed of night
Rabindranath Tagore Painting Untitled
Looking up at the dazzling stars
Speaking anonymously at last
Epochs have buried flesh not the soul
Out of history’s hall of judgement
A voice came out of time
From the depths of past
And from poetry’s perennial source
When it confronted the spirit of the declaration of independence
Hidden in the future canvas of freedom
Tied to many universes
To fraternal universities
It sparked a violent beginning of things
A struggle to withhold
And to release
A rhythmic poise and a movement
A freeze shot of the indifference
And the motion that makes all the différance
Arrangement of verses
Continuous
Discontinuous
Beautiful elliptic poignant truth experience
A condition that we call Gitanjali
Observed as it unfolds the soul’s deepest offering
And freedom from the bondage of many cycles of time
Utter something new
To the cosmic festival of dance
To suit the taste of a new race
Feelings pulsating vividly in nature
Gadhulir chitolekay rachito pratiti anu paramanur naam
Within the frame of dawn encrypted are names of all matter & force-particles
They seized on this happy moment
Tagore in China
A rare opportunity of love
Calling me through their wordlike dance
Sometimes a ripple afloat a vacuum
Singing songs for eternity
Strangely extreme disguises
Declare their independence of spirit
And roots behold the land you live
The dying seeds the waters forgive
Evoking the new wilderness
A mind-space where we grow
Man shall know
The mystic world of the Undying Self
Let alone the lines written on it
‘Waiting for love to give myself up at last at his hands”.
– J
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