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I know not how thou singest, my master!  I ever listen in silent


The light of thy music illumines the world.  The life breath of

thy music runs from sky to sky.  The holy stream of thy music

breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes on.

My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a

voice.  I would speak, but speech breaks not into song, and I cry

out baffled.  Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless

meshes of thy music, my master!

Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing

that thy living touch is upon all my limbs.

I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts,

knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of

reason in my mind.

I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep

my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost

shrine of my heart.

And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions,

knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.

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From: GITANJALI – ‘Song Offerings’



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