“There are some times… when the love for people is strong and warm like a sorrow.”
Source: To a God Unknown
“Please is frail like a dewdrop, while it laughs it dies. But sorrow is strong and abiding. Let sorrowful love wake in your eyes.”
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The Gardener http://www.spiritualbee.com/love-poems-by-tagore/ (1915)
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