FAIRYLAND

 By; Rabindranath Tagore

If people came to know where my king’s palace is, it would vanish into the air.

The walls are of white silver and the roof shinning gold.

The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards, and she wears a jewel that costs

   all the wealth of seven kingdoms.

But let me tell you, mother, in a whisper, where king’s palace is.

It is at the corner of our terrace where the pot of the tulsi plant stands.

The princess lies sleeping on the far-away shore of the seven impassable seas.

There is no none in the world who can find her but myself.

She has bracelets on her arms and pearl drops in her ears; her hair sweeps down upon

   the floor.

She will wake when I touch her with my magic wand, and jewels will fall from her

   lips when she smiles.

But let me whisper in your ear, mother; she is there in the corner.