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I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

Rabindranath Tagore

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Don’t limit a child to your own learning, for she was born in another time.
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Born Children Learning Limitation Time
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, In life after life, in age after age, forever.
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Age Life Myself True Love Yourself
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
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Carry Life Myself Nature Perspective Rain
Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love.
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Beauty Eyes Love See Simplicity
Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house – do not pass by like a dream.
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Best Dream Friendship Home
The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.
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Earth Generosity Reward
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
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Dream Important Strange Wake Up
We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every step.
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Deep Forever Philosophy
Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.
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Myself Silence Sun Thinking
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.
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Ability Creation Inspirational
Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness
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Belief Darkness Deep Myself Stars
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
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Death Light Morning
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.
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Leaving Season Sing Summer
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
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Appearance Scare Stars
Men are cruel, but Man is kind.
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Kind Man
I have lost my dewdrop , cries the flower to the morning sky that lost all its stars.
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Flower Lost Morning Myself Stars

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