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Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens.  Ah, love, why dost thou

let me wait outside at the door all alone?

In the busy moments of the noontide work I am with the crowd, but

on this dark lonely day it is only for thee that I hope.

If thou showest me not thy face, if thou leavest me wholly aside,

I know not how I am to pass these long, rainy hours.

I keep gazing on the far-away gloom of the sky, and my heart

wanders wailing with the restless wind.

If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and

endure it.  I will keep still and wait like the night with starry

vigil and its head bent low with patience.

The morning will surely come, the darkness will vanish, and thy

voice pour down in golden streams breaking through the sky.

Then thy words will take wing in songs from every one of my

birds’ nests, and thy melodies will break forth in flowers in all

my forest groves.

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From: GITANJALI – ‘Song Offerings’



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