A Tagore song

You are still a vague image of mine, you are no longer there. The one you knew so close, is not one you knew in near, You adored the one, your reverie, your floral blossom knitted a welcome song around Days flew by, with half lit sun dried sigh, the floral nick knack, home bound The lighted enlightened is a subtle shaky startle there, out of fear, negation Too fragile a cosmic wind, vulnerable with the humble most oblivion Come along my sorrow, the salient glow ignited Come along with the ritual for me as the time greeted, unfolded Death whispered along the way, the absolute lime that endured, ages the veils of the unknown shall reach a pathway, superlative verses The defeated reasons shall end with a may, pensive, with a speechless say. 11-27-2024