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.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
Peace, My Heart (Lyrics) Adapted from Rabindranath Tagore, music by TPR (August 5, 2021, Sudbury, MA) Let the time for parting be sweet Let it not be a death but completeness Let love melt into memory And pain into song And let the flight through the sky End in the folding of wings Over and over the nest The flower of night Be gentle, be gentle The last touch of your hands Stand still, stand still O Beautiful End Peace, peace my heart I bow to you for a moment And I hold up my lamp
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