Mine is a heart

‘Mine is a heart that weeps with gratitude,

And for a word or deed of love, that would

Cry childlike; weave a wreath with many a tear;

In gratitude worship, even before it kneel;

But from beloved lips an accent rude

Might rend my heart in twain, that none could heal,

And my life’s flowery days might blast and sear.”


 – Dwijendra Lal Roy


From “The Marriage.”