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Reflecting its Innermost Secret....

If it were merely a pain it would

melt in limpid tears, reflecting its

inmost secret without a word.

But it is love, my beloved.

Its pleasure and pain are boundless,

and endless its wants and wealth.

It is as near to you as your life, but

you can never wholly know it.


Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel Laureate Indian Poet (1861-1941)

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Taken on February 6, 2010