Rabindranath Tagore
Peace, My Heart
Peace, my heart
Let the time for the parting be sweet
Let it not be a death
But completeness
Let love melt into memory
And pain into songs
Let the flight through the sky end
In the folding of the wings over the nest
Let the last touch of your hands be gentle
Like the flower of the night
Stand still, O Beautiful End
For a moment
And say your last words in silence
I bow to you
And hold up my lamp
To light you on your way