Saturday, June 22, 2013

Closed Path

I thought that my voyage had come to its end 
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed, 
that provisions were exhausted 
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders. 

- by Rabindranath Tago




1 comment:

TexWisGirl said...

wonderfully hopeful.

(i enjoyed your comment about your performing life and your best buddy, too.) :)