Friday, November 13, 2009

2D Abstract #115

I know that the day will come
when my sight of this earth shall be lost,
and life will take its leave in silence,
drawing the last curtain over my eyes.

Yet stars will watch at night,
and morning rise as before,
and hours heave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains.

When I think of this end of my moments,
the barrier of the moments breaks
and I see by the light of death
thy world with its careless treasures.
Rare is its lowliest seat,
rare is its meanest of lives.

Things that I longed for in vain
and things that I got
——let them pass.
Let me but truly possess
the things that I ever spurned
and overlooked.

Rabindranath Tagore, "Last curtain".


Will Doohan said...

It reminds me of clownfish and 'Finding Nemo'

{ :-D Did you know my online name on most forums is Capt. Nemo?

(my secret word is 'menting'- that's when you vent your mental anguish)

runnerfrog said...


Of course I didn't know. I visit no forums since 2007.

Gosh, I need some menting.

Stargazer said...

I need some menting too. How about some menting mayhem?

runnerfrog said...

I think that's what we call "work meetings" here :-)