Song Offerings -- XVIII
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.
Rabindranath Tagore
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