Thursday, October 8, 2009

pluck it





Flower

"Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it
droop and drop into the dust.

"I may not find a place in thy garland, but honour it with a touch of
pain from thy hand and pluck it. I fear lest the day end before I am
aware, and the time of offering go by.

"Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint, use this flower
in thy service and pluck it while there is time."

Although I cannot be sure what Tagore was thinking when he wrote the above lines, but I take the flower as a metaphor for your life, as in: Seize your life, even if it causes a little pain. Take control—pluck it—before your days end.

- from a poem by Rabindranath Tagore, (1861-1941) Bengali poet, novelist, musician, and playwright


2 comments:

Abhishek said...

I Didn't know you guys were even aware of Rabindranath Tagore. I loved this poem and thank you for little explanation ... I had not thought of it that way.

Love reading your blog

A Colorful World said...

It really is a wonderful poem, and I agree, it seems to be a metaphor of life. I'm glad you shared it.