Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.


Gitanjali (song Offerings) (ed. 1914)


Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.

Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.

Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.

Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.