Rabindranath Tagore | At the end of the day

I know, this day will come to an end

At the end of the day

Wanly smiling

The dying sun will look at my face

Bidding me its last farewell.

The flute will play by the side of the way

The cattle will graze on the banks of the river

Louis Apol | Winter landscape with sunset

In the courtyard the children will play

And the birds will sing -

Still the day will come to an end.

To you I only pray -

Before I go let me know

Looking at the sky

Why mother earth so green

Gave me a call

Why the silence of the night

Told me the stories of the stars

Why the lights of the day

Raised waves in my mind –

This is what I pray.

When on this earth

The game of my life will be over

In a harmony may I stop my song

May I fill with fruits and flowers

The trays of the seasons.

May I see you in the light of my life

And give you my garland –

When I shall end my days on this earth.