This Dog - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Every morning this dog, very attached to me,
Quietly keeps sitting near my seat
Till touching its head
I recognize its company.
This recognition gives it so much joy
Pure delight ripples through its entire body.
Among all dumb creatures
It is the only living being
That has seen the whole man
Beyond what is good or bad in him
It has seen
For his love it can sacrifice its life
It can love him too for the sake of love alone
For it is he who shows the way
To the vast world pulsating with life.
When I see its deep devotion
The offer of its whole being
I fail to understand
By its sheer instinct
What truth it has discovered in man.
By its silent anxious piteous looks
It cannot communicate what it understands
But it has succeeded in conveying to me
Among the whole creationWhat is the true status of man . 

Threshold - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

I was not aware of the moment when I first crossed the threshold of this life. 
What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery like a bud in the forest at midnight! 
When in the morning I looked upon the light I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in this world, that the inscrutable without name and form had taken me in its arms in the form of my own mother. 
Even so, in death the same unknown will appear as ever known to me. And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well. 
The child cries out when from the right breast the mother takes it away, in the very next moment to find in the left one its consolation.