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Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them.

Rabindranath Tagore, Fruit-Gathering, 1916

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Authentic Tagore: from Fruit-Gathering (1916), his own English rendering of his Bengali poems, in a prayer that continues: “Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it.” The whole poem redirects prayer from outcomes to capacities — not an easier sea, but a stronger sailor.

Türkçe

Aynı kart, başka bir dilde.

Tehlikelerden korunmak için değil, onlarla yüzleşirken korkusuz olmak için dua edeyim.
Rabindranath Tagore, Fruit-Gathering, 1916

Sahici Tagore: Bengalce şiirlerini kendi İngilizcesiyle sunduğu Fruit-Gathering'den (1916); dua şöyle sürer: “Acımın dinmesi için değil, onu yenecek yürek için yalvarayım.” Şiirin tamamı duayı sonuçlardan yetilere çevirir — daha sakin bir deniz değil, daha güçlü bir denizci.

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