Dying, you have left behind you the great sadness of the Eternal <br />in my life. You have painted my thought's horizon with the sunset <br />colours of your departure, leaving a track of tears across the <br />earth to love's heaven. Clasped in your dear arms, life and death <br />united in me in a marriage bond. <br />I think I can see you watching there in the balcony with your <br />lamp lighted, where the end and the beginning of all things meet. <br />My world went hence through the doors that you opened-you holding <br />the cup of death to my lips, filling it with life from your own.<br /><br />Sir Rabindranath Tagore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lover-s-gifts-xliii-dying-you-have-left-behind-2/
