My all time favorite Poetry--- Stray Birds
written by Rabinranath Tagore
(泰戈爾的漂鳥集)
I bought it when i was in my second year of high school.
With Johnny i still remember.
Haha, i actually still remember all the words he'd said to me
appreciation?
forget it. i just walked on...
I was teaching my bro English today, and dug out some notes i had scribbled during the past
once again, i'm still attracted by Tagore's words.
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In the darkness the One appears as uniform;
in the light the One appears as manifold.
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Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows
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The dust recieves insult an in return offers her flowers
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Simple words, they're not har to understand.
but i think the image they bring to me are beautiful.