FIREFLIES

by: Rabindranath Tagore

I touch God in my song as the hill touches the far-away sea with its waterfall.

The butterfly counts not months but moments,and has time enough.
Let my love, like sunlight, surround you and yet give you illumined freedom.

Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a lover truly knows that he is loved.
Emancipation from the bondage of the soil is no freedom for the tree.
In love I pay my endless debt to thee
for what thou art.