Invite Me

I have had my invitation to this world’s

festival, and my life has been blessed
and my eyes have seen
and my ears have heard.

At this feast my part was to play
my instrument and I have done my best.
Now I ask you, at last, that I may go in to see
your face and offer you my silent salutation.

Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 16

Henry Victor          05.01.2013

 

To Read

I am here to read you my poems, and in your hall
I have a corner seat, and in your world
I have no work to do, and my useless life breaks
into rhyme and rhythm without a purpose!

For your silent worship in the dark temple of midnight
command me to stand before you to read a poem
and honour me demanding my presence in the morning
when the golden harp is tuned.

Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 15

Henry Victor 05.01.2013

My Endeavours

Life of my life four ventures
I shall ever endeavour
for your sake, as acts of my worship.
These four will fence my life’s undertaking.
 
Feeling your touch on my limbs
I will keep my body pure!

Knowing you, the truth, that kindled
the light of reason in my mind
I shall keep untruths out of my thoughts!

Feeling your seat in the shrine of my heart
I will drive evil and its manifestations
away from my mind offering you
the flower, my love, my me!

Knowing it is your power
that gives me strength to act
I shall endeavour to reveal you in my actions!

Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 04

Henry Victor          07.09.2012