Face Of My Brother
(rabindranth tagore)
To read the face of another man
Is to read his heart and soul.
His sad and weary eyes do sing
A story yet to be told.
The frame of his thin, frail body I hear
Saying,
Free me from your hold.
Controlled I will no longer be,
For a new day is coming around
But, oh, the joy in those once sad, weary eyes
No longer is showing a frown.
Oh, the joy in those once sad, weary eyes
No longer is showing a frown.
His voice now strong,
His pain forever gone,
His heart and soul now free,
As his heart and soul will from now on be.
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