A poem which I read today!

Before I went outside, to return the books to library, I found myself reading "the Best English " magazine, No. (117), March 2009 issue, pg. 5.There, I would like to share you a poem written by Rabindranath Tagore. The poem is translated into Myanmar language by Thet Khaing in that magazine.

" The rains sweep the sky from end to end.

In the wild wet wind the jasmines revel in their own perfume. 

There is a secret joy in the bosom of the night,
it is the joy of the veiled sky in its
hidden stars,

the joy of the midnight forest in its hoarded bird-songs.

Let me fill my heart with it and
carry it in secret through the day. "
    
  A poet, novelist, Rabindranath Tagore

After reading above poem, I felt that we need more time to look at our surrounding; feeling the songs of breeze, listening to the rhythm of the rains, smelling the scent of flowers, counting the endless stars. We should give a time-slot to see and feel the nature. I also remember a poem which I had learned at my high school, "Leisure", composed by William Henry Davies. In his poem, William Henry Davies pointed the poor things of human beings who haven't a time to see and feel the nature. He described that our surrounding has full of beauty and pretty things even though we forget to be aware of it. We can hear a laugh from the poet.  Tagore, the poet who was ten years older than Davies, gave a message to us what he saw, what he smelt, and what he heard.   

Rabindranath Tagore was born in 1861 and William Henry Davies was born in 1871.

Well, now it is a right time to choose whether we follow the way of Rabindranath Tagore, who wanted to fill his heart with secret of nature or William Henry Davies, who wanted to point out the beauty of nature and condemned the peoples.