Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Unending Love

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,
It's ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a polestar, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played alongside millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
The distressful tears of farewell,
Old love, but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

~Rabindranath Tagore


Paul said...
This comment has been removed by the author.
Paul said...

Alice, this poem was one of our affirmations, I quoted to Mel so often.
Reading it here brings back so many glorious memories.
Sorry about the delete a silly typo.
Warm hugs,

Alice said...

Paul, I understand why this poem is special to you. It is not only beautiful, but it's meaning encompasses how I feel.