startling banals
25 November 2006
A Tagore poem
Free me as free are the birds of the
wilds, the wanderers of unseen paths.
Free me as free are the deluge of rain,
and the storm that shakes its locks
and rushes on to its unknown end.
Free me as free is the forest fire, as is
the thunder that laughs aloud and
hurls defiance to darkness.
wilds, the wanderers of unseen paths.
Free me as free are the deluge of rain,
and the storm that shakes its locks
and rushes on to its unknown end.
Free me as free is the forest fire, as is
the thunder that laughs aloud and
hurls defiance to darkness.