You have made me endless,
Such is your pleasure.
This frail vessel you empty again and again and fill it ever with fresh life.
This little flute of a reed you have carried over hills and dales and have breathed through it melodies eternally new.
At the immortal touch of your hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
Your infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass and still you pour and still there is room to fill.
When you command me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride and I look to your face and tears come to my eyes.
All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into one sweet harmony and my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird on its flight across the sea.
I know you take pleasure in my singing.
I know that only as a singer I come before your presence.
I touch by the edge of the far spreading wing of my song your feet which I could never aspire to reach.
Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call you friend who are my lord.
I know not how you sing my master.
I ever listen in silent amazement.
The light of your music illumines the world.
The life breath of your music runs from sky to sky.
The holy stream of your music breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes on.
My heart longs to join you in your song but vainly struggles for a voice.
I would speak but speech breaks not into song and I cry out baffled.
Ah!
You have made my heart captive in the endless meshes of your music my master.
Life of my life,
I shall ever try to keep my body pure knowing that your loving touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts knowing that you are the truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower knowing that you have your seat in the inmost shrine of my heart and it shall be my endeavor to reveal you in my actions knowing it is your power that gives me strength to act.
Hope you enjoyed this first section of Tagore's genius with poetry.
I have taken the liberty of slightly changing some archaic words into more modern language.
I hope you enjoyed this and it brought you the peace and calm that it has brought to me over many years.
Thank you and have a blessed day.
