Ocean of Forms by Rabindranath Tagore

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Ocean of Forms by Rabindranath Tagore

Postby Tchocolatl » Sat Jan 19, 2013 2:30 am

I dive down into the depth of the ocean of forms,
hoping to gain the perfect pearl of the formless.

No more sailing from harbor to harbor with this my weather-beaten boat.
The days are long passed when my sport was to be tossed on waves.

And now I am eager to die into the deathless.

Into the audience hall by the fathomless abyss
where swells up the music of toneless strings
I shall take this harp of my life.

I shall tune it to the notes of forever,
and when it has sobbed out its last utterance,
lay down my silent harp at the feet of the silent.
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Re: Ocean of Forms by Rabindranath Tagore

Postby Diane » Wed Jan 23, 2013 1:47 pm

No more sailing from harbor to harbor with this my weather-beaten boat.

But! that gorgeous weather-beaten boat seems to harbour my heart and soul:-(

How very fine to encounter a bit of timeless Tagore from time to time, Tchoc!

Thanks for posting. I especially dig sea/boat imagery at the mo.
by the fathomless abyss
where swells up the music of toneless strings
I shall take this harp of my life.

I shall tune it to the notes of forever,
and when it has sobbed out its last utterance,
lay down my silent harp at the feet of the silent.
Neruda wrote:
Like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
As though we were drowning inside our hearts,
As though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.
Tagore also wrote:
Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat, only thou and I,
and never a soul in the world would know of this our pilgrimage to no country and to no end.

In that shoreless ocean, at thy silently listening smile my songs would swell in melodies,
free as waves, free from all bondage of words.

Is the time not come yet? Are there works still to do?
Lo, the evening has come down upon the shore
and in the fading light the seabirds come flying to their nests.

Who knows when the chains will be off, and the boat,
like the last glimmer of sunset, vanish into the night?

There were chains
So I loved you
like a slave



Image


I like how we row beside each other.
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Re: Ocean of Forms by Rabindranath Tagore

Postby Kush » Sat Jan 26, 2013 4:44 pm

Hi Tchoc and Diane,

here are couple of Tagore songs you may enjoy in his native Bangla (with English translation)

Matir Buker Majhe by Kabir Suman
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxhA_paNpQg

Achhe dukhkho by Lopamudra Mitra
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrrqmqotT8M

and Tagore himself singing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvTim1Kg_F8
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Re: Ocean of Forms by Rabindranath Tagore

Postby Tchocolatl » Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:32 pm

Ah! But so very often... Freedom is just another word for having nothing else to loose.

“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.”

― Jim Morrison


So

Let it row, baby, row...


Ah keep your eyes on the road,
Your hands upon the wheel.
Keep your eyes on the road
Your hands upon the wheel.
Yeah, we're going to the roadhouse,
Gonna have a real good-time.



8)


Kush, I feel that you every cell has a frequence tuned on a music. :D

Thanks for the links I only have time for the first one, right now. I am still under the spell.

I'll come back for the two others.
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