"Where did I come from?" the baby asked its mother.
She answered half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast,-
You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling.
You were in the dolls of my childhood games.
In my hopes, in all my loves, in my life, and in the life of my mother you have lived.
In the lap of the eternal spirit who rules our home, you've been nursed for all the ages.
The Beginning ~ Rabindranath Tagore