Rabindranath Tagore

The Golden Flower
Supposing I became a golden flower,
just for fun,
and grew on a branch high up that tree,
and shook in the wind with laughter and danced upon the newly budded leaves,
would you know me, mother?
Rabindranath Tagore

The Golden Flower
Supposing I became a golden flower,
just for fun,
and grew on a branch high up that tree,
and shook in the wind with laughter and danced upon the newly budded leaves,
would you know me, mother?























