> As morning shows the day.
> — Milton, Paradise Regained
As every canon admits of exception, even so this truth does not always hold. But in the life of Rabindranath it is absolutely true.
The more we make a child happy, the more we can expect good of him. It is but a child’s cheerful face that can frighten away the teeming ills of the world.
To serve a unique purpose Tagore invites a child to appear on the world-scene.
> “They [men] 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 strife of the day.> Let them see your face, my child, and thus know the meaning of all things; let them love you and thus love each other.
> Come and take your seat in the bosom of the limitless, my child.” > The Crescent MoonFrom:Sri Chinmoy,Rabindranath Tagore: the moon of Bengal’s Heart, Agni Press, 2011
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