When I go from hence let this be my
parting word, that what I have seen is
unsurpassable.
I have tasted of the hidden honey of
this lotus that expands on the ocean of
light, and thus am I blessed-let this
be my parting word.
In this playhouse of infinite forms I
have had my play and here have I
caught sight of him that is formless.
My whole body and my limbs have
thrilled with his touch who is beyond
touch; and if the end comes here, let
it come-let this be my parting word.
From Gitanjali (Macmillan and Co., Limited, 1913) by Rabindranath Tagore. This poem is in the public domain.