On the eve of new year 2019 posting a wonderful ode written by Rabindranath Tagore on his 80th birthday for himself, which happened to be his last birthday when he was alive.
Amazing how Tagore faced life with enthusiasm and optimism even at the feeble age of 80.
Lyrics
Hey nutan,Dekha dik aar baar janmer pratham shubhakhan|
Tomar prokash hok kuhelika kori udghaton
Surjer moton ||
Riktataar bakkha bhedi aapanare karo unmochan |
Byakta hok jeebaner joy,
Byakta hok tomaamaajhe asimera chirobismay |
Udayadigante shankha baaje,mor chittamaajhe
Chiranutanere dilo daak
Pnochishe boishakh ||
Meaning
Hail the new dawn,
Let the sacred hour of birth approach once more
May you appear in glory, unveiled from mist
as does the sun.
Reveal yourself from the emptiness of the soul
Let life be victorious once more,
Let the wonder of the infinite be revealed through your creation
Conch shells sound in celebration in the dawn skies within my soul
The call goes out for eternal renewal
From this twenty fifth day of Boishakh
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