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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