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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479941" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lord Of My Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou who art the innermost Spirit of my being,<br>art thou pleased, Lord of my Life?<br>For I give to thee my cup filled with all<br>the pain and delight that the crushed<br>grapes of my heart had surrendered,<br>I wove with rhythm of colors and song cover for thy bed,<br>And with the molten gold of my desires<br>I fashioned playthings for thy passing hours.<br>I know not why thou chosest me for thy partner,<br>Lord of my life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Didst thou store my days and nights,<br>my deeds and dreams for the alchemy of thy art,<br>and string in the chain of thy music my songs of autumn and spring,<br>and gather the flowers from my mature moments for thy crown?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see thine eyes gazing at the dark of my heart,<br>Lord of my life,<br>I wonder if my failure and wrongs are forgiven.<br>For many were my days without service<br>and nights of forgetfulness; futile were the flowers<br>that faded in the shade not offered to thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Often the tied strings of my lute slackened<br>at the strains of thy tunes.<br>And often at the ruin of wasted hours<br>my desolate evenings were filled with tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But have my days come to their end at last,<br>Lord of my life, while my arms round thee<br>grow limp, my kisses losing their truth?<br>Then break up the meeting of this languid day!<br>Renew the old in me in fresh forms of delight;<br>and let the wedding come once again in<br>a new ceremony of life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabindranath+Tagore">Rabindranath Tagore</a><div class=q>
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