I can’t wait to die and be deathless.
No more sailing from harbor to harbor
In my storm-wrecked boat.
No more diving for pearls where none can be found.
I seek a deeper abyss
A soundless place
Where I can take the harp of my life
And tune it to the notes of forever.
Then, when it has sobbed out its last refrain
I will take my silent harp
And lay it at the feet of silence.
On the Shores of Eternity: Poems from Tagore on Immortality and Beyond by Deepak Chopra
The Silent Harp
