I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… <br />In life after life, in age after age, forever. <br />My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, <br />That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, <br />In life after life, in age after age, forever. <br /> <br />Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age-old pain, <br />It's ancient tale of being apart or together. <br />As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge, <br />Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time: <br />You become an image of what is remembered forever. <br /> <br />You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount. <br />At the heart of time, love of one for another. <br />We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same <br />Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell- <br />Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever. <br /> <br />Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you <br />The love of all man’s days both past and forever: <br />Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life. <br />The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours – <br />And the songs of every poet past and forever.<br /><br />Rabindranath Tagore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unending-love-3/
