Thursday, October 28, 2010

Thursdays With Tagore - October 28


This week on Thursdays with Tagore, I'm featuring a poem that moved me a lot and is a subject that Mahatma Gandhi (Incidentally, it was Tagore who gave Gandhi the title of Mahatma or Great Soul) spoke a lot about. But no body puts it more meaningfully and emotionally than Tagore in this case.

Here is thy footstool and there rests thy feet where live the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
When I try to bow to thee, my obeisance cannot reach down to the depth where thy feet rest among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
Pride can never approach to where thou walkest in the clothes of the humble among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.
My heart can never find its way to where thou keepest company with the companionless among the poorest, the lowliest, and the lost.

Any analysis of the poem is in a sense unnecessary, because it speaks for itself: simple, striking and something that moves you to think.

3 comments:

Vaishnavi said...

Again a wonderful choice! I don't have anything else to say for this one except that for such a simple man, homage couldn't have been richer. One great to another.

Alyce said...

It has a great use of repetition in it.

Kals said...

Vaishnvai - Oh absolutely :) They both disagreed on as many things as they agreed on, but had the highest respect for each other. Amazing times and amazing people :)

Alyce - Yes, I love the refrain too. Somehow makes the poem more memorable :)

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