"On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.
They build their houses with sand,
and they play with empty shells.
With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep.
Children have their play on the seashore of worlds.
They know not how to swim, they know not how to cast nets. Pearl-fishers dive for pearls, merchants sail in their ships, while children gather pebbles and scatter them again.
They seek not for hidden treasures, they know not how to cast nets.
The sea surges up with laughter, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach. Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the children, even like a mother while rocking her baby’s cradle.
The sea plays with children,
and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
Tempest roams in the pathless sky, ships are wrecked in the trackless water, death is abroad and children play.
On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children."
—Rabindranath Tagore (Gitanjali)
I discovered this wonderful poem on Anna's blog, Our Homeschooling Journey, http://days-that-never-end.blogspot.com/ Thank you for sharing the work of one of your favorite poets with us, Anna!
10 comments:
That was lovely! Those words paired with your rich collection of photos was a real treat!
I've never been to a snowy beach (last photo) that must be an experience.
beautiful words and photos! i love it! looks like such an amazing day!!
have a great week
lisa
Absolutely wonderful post. So perfect. You are spot---one when it comes to children!
~Samantha
Wow, Beth, these pictures are absolutely beautiful. The poem fits perfectly.
This brought tears to my eyes.
With love,
Sharon Lovejoy Writes from Sunflower House and a Little Green Island
Thank you so, so much, Sharon. It's an amazing poem. The pictures of my son with his arms up next to the sea are completely unposed. The sea WAS boisterous, and he was excited and overjoyed. He was shouting, singing, and dancing. love, Beth
BEAUTIFUL! and so are the photos. Children doing what children should be doing :)
happy day!
The poem coupled with these photos is so inspiring.I want to go to the beach right now!
Lovely poem. Brings back all the wonderful memories of our time at the beach.
We go to the beach almost every week. It is such wonderful medicine for all of us. It sweeps away the cobwebs and sweeps in joy. love, Beth
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