51 <br /> <br />YOUR idol is shattered in the dust <br />to prove that God's dust is greater than <br />your idol. <br /> <br />52 <br /> <br />MAN does not reveal himself in his history, <br />he struggles up through it. <br /> <br />53 <br /> <br />WHILE the glass lamp rebukes the earthen for calling it cousin, <br />the moon rises, and the glass lamp, <br />with a bland smile, calls her, <br />'My dear, dear sister.' <br /> <br />54 <br /> <br />LIKE the meeting of the seagulls <br />and the waves we meet and come near. <br />The seagulls fly off, <br />the waves roll away and we depart. <br /> <br />55 <br /> <br />MY day is done, <br />and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, <br />listening to the dance-music of t <br />he tide in the evening. <br /> <br />56 <br /> <br />LIFE is given to us, <br />we earn it by giving it. <br /> <br />57 <br /> <br />WE come nearest to the great <br />when we are great in humility. <br /> <br />58 <br /> <br />THE sparrow is sorry for the peacock <br />at the burden of its tail. <br /> <br />59 <br /> <br />NEVER be afraid of the moments-- <br />thus sings the voice of the everlasting. <br /> <br />60 <br /> <br />THE hurricane seeks the shortest road <br />by the no-road, <br />and suddenly ends its search in the Nowhere.<br /><br />Rabindranath Tagore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stray-birds-51-60/
