Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.
Rabindranath TagoreYour idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
Rabindranath TagoreLet my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.
Rabindranath TagoreYour idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
Rabindranath Tagore