Bless this little heart, this white soul that has won the kiss of heaven for our earth.
He loves the light of the sun, he loves the sight of his mother's face.
He has not learned to despise the dust and hanker after gold.
Clasp him to your heart and bless him.
He has come into this land of an hundred cross-roads.
I know not how he chose you from the crowd, came to your door, and grasped your hand to ask his way.
He will follow you, laughing, and talking, and not a doubt in his heart.
Keep his trust, lead him straight and bless him.
In the story of "The Trespass" two boys, the trespassers, dare one another to seal madhavi flowers from the court of a temple. The temple is owned by Jaikali, a widow, and in the end an unclean spirit in the shape of a pig breaks into the court where one of the boys, Nalin, has been imprisoned. The priest drives out the pig and Jaikali punishes the boy for his desecration.
Let those who will shake their heads over the superstition of Jaikali. Rabindranath Tagore learnt in the house of his father, the Maharshi, to turn away in his religion from that old idolatry. But in his poetry he is true to the Vaishnava tradition, whose poets brought new life to their art by turning to the folk-life
