Le Cinquantenaire,
Brussels by Night
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© 2008 - Ben Heine
(click on image to enlarge)
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Closed Path
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By Rabindranath Tagore
I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,
that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.
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(The poem appeared on Tagorepoetry.com)
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Brussels by Night
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© 2008 - Ben Heine(click on image to enlarge)
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Closed Path
.
By Rabindranath Tagore
I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,
that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.
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(The poem appeared on Tagorepoetry.com)
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PS : This is a photo I took by night in the centre of Brussels. On the background, you can see the Arch of the "Cinquantenaire Art Museum", which is one of the most famous monuments in the city. The "Belliard Tunnel" goes under the whole structure (including the Park)!
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