January 2011
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The Gardener XXVIII: Your Questioning Eyes
- Rabindranath Tagore -
Your questioning eyes are sad.
They seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea.
I have bared my life before your eyes from end to end, with nothing hidden or held back.
That is why youknow me not.
If it were only a gem, I could break it into a hundred pieces and string them into a chain to put on your neck.
If it were only a flower, round and small and sweet,...
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An Awesome Book! →
A book about dreaming big!
“That’s what dreams are meant to do!”
They’re meant to make you seem as if you don’t know up from down.
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