The Child Angel

The Child Angel
(by Rabindranath Tagore)

Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light, my child,

unflickering and pure, and delight them into silence।

They are cruel in their greed and their envy,

their words are like hidden knives thirsting for blood

Go and stand amidst their scowling hearts, my child,

and let your gentle eyes fall upon them like the
forgiving peace of the evening over The Child Angel strife of the day

Let them see your face, my child,

and thus know themeaning of all things,

let them love you and love each other.
Come and take your seat in the bosom of the limitless, my child

At sunrise open and raise your heart like a blossoming flower,

and at sunset bend your head and in silence

complete the worship of the day.