Rabindranath Tagore, Indian philosopher, poet and composer

“Who are you, reader, reading my poems a hundred years hence? / I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds / Open your doors and look abroad / From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of a hundred years before / In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across a hundred years.” (From “The Gardener,” 1915)

May 7, 1861-Aug. 7, 1941