"The Tame Bird was in a Cage"
by Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)
The tame
bird was in a cage, the free bird was in the forest.
They met
when the time came, it was a decree of fate.
The free
bird cries, “O my love, let us fly to the wood”.
The cage
bird whispers, “Come hither, let us both live in the cage”.
Says the
free bird, “Among bars, where is there room to spread one's wings?”
"Alas,"
cries the caged bird, “I should not know where to sit perched in the sky”.
The free
bird cries, “My darling, sing the songs of the woodlands”.
The cage
bird sings, “Sit by my side, I'll teach you the speech of the learned”.
The forest
bird cries, “No, ah no! songs can never be taught”.
The cage
bird says, “Alas for me, I know not the songs of the woodlands”.
There love
is intense with longing, but they never can fly wing to wing.
Through the
bars of the cage they look, and vain is their wish to know each other.
They flutter
their wings in yearning, and sing, “Come closer, my love!”
The free
bird cries, “It cannot be, I fear the closed doors of the cage”.
The cage
bird whispers, “Alas, my wings are powerless and dead”.
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