The child called his mother,
and asks: "Where did I come?
Where I have found and collected? "
The mother listens, cries and smiles while shaking her baby to his chest
:
"You were a desire in my heart!" "You were my toy in the game, at dawn, at the time of prayer, I have undone and redone.
You were
before God on the throne of adoration:
in his worship, I worship you!" "In the hopes of my life, all my loves in the life of my ancestors, in our old house,
nobody knows how long you were hidden in the bosom of God "" When the heart in youth
opened in bloom,
t'univi closely together as a fragrance
to keep my limbs, spreading
grace with your tenderness. "" Dear darling of all of you are the oldest of eternity, the same age as the light of dawn: the dreams of the universe you come back in a wave of joy fill my heart with joy. "
" With eyes looking at you:
not understand your mystery! Eri
of all, you have become mine.
In that body, kissing this body,
become a child of the mother, you did see
smile sweetly while in this world. "" For fear of losing you would like to tie you to the chest: a little t'allontani if \u200b\u200bI plunged in sorrow. I do not know what an illusion to keep me bound to break the hidden treasure of the universe in these two weak my arms. "
Tagore and Child
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