IT'S NOT OVER 

TILL IT'S OVER 

Poem for Today - February 7, 2014

CLOSED PATH

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,-

 that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter 

 in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders. 

© Rabindranath Tagore