I won’t let you go…

I just read Rabindranath Tagore’s poem I Won’t Let You Go (Jete Nahi Dibo, translated from the Bangla by Fakrul Alam).

It is our perennial anthem. Our longing to grasp, to hold fast to – all that is dear, all that is ours. And this in the face of a world of leavings, of things torn away, of hearts torn apart. In the face of the unraveling of every minutely, carefully worked weaving. A conclusion denied but inevitable.

Still we stand in the face of the inevitable.

And still we cry, I won’t let you go!

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