Maxioms by Sir Rabindranath Tagore
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market
town?
Ah me, why did they build my house by the road to the market
town?
The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps--does
anybody know where it was born? Yes, there is read more
The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps--does
anybody know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a
young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a
vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the
dream of a dew-washed morning.
To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all
traces of their steps.
To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all
traces of their steps.
