ON THE DEATH of the BELOVED (in full ) By John O'Donohue
Poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye 1932
( Albert Einstein with his friend Rabindranath Tagore, poet Laureate of India 1940)
by Rabendranath Tagore (1861-1941)
O Thou the last fulfillment of Life,
Death,my death, come and whisper to me!
Day after Day I have kept watch for thee:
For thee have I borne the joys and pangs of Life.
All that I am , that I have, that I hope and all my LOVE
Have ever flowed towards thee in depth of secrecy.
One final glance from thine eyes
And my life will be ever Thine own.
The flowers have been woven
and the garland is ready for the bridegroom.
After the wedding the bride shall leave her home
and meet her Lord alone in the solitude of night.
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