Theme: Prayer

The Last Prayer

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What a good luck I have
I have been blessed with a life!
At the end of its days
Every morning when I rise from my sleep
Let the life-giving gift of your eternal light, O sun,
Touch my forehead as your blessing!
When I shall arrive at your door
Whatever is pale in me
Like sleep-full night
May it peel off from me by and by.
Reveal your self
In its merciful form
And in your heavenly light
Let me see my soul beyond death.

Translation of poem 23 from the collection Janmadine by Rabindranath Tagore. The original poem in Bengali script may be viewed at


More By  :  Kumud Biswas

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