Music fills the infinite between two souls. – Rabindranath Tagore
By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower. – Rabindranath Tagore
Music fills the infinite between two souls. – Rabindranath Tagore
By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower. – Rabindranath Tagore
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust, God watches them play and forgets the priest. – Rabindranath Tagore
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. – Rabindranath Tagore