From distant times...

Distant Time

 

I know not from what distant time

thou art ever coming nearer to meet me.

Thy sun and stars can never

keep thee hidden from me for aye.

 

In many a morning and eve

thy footsteps have been heard

and thy messenger has come

within my heart

and called me in secret.

 

I know not only why today

my life is all astir,

and a feeling of tremulous joy

is passing through my heart.

 

It is as if the time were come

to wind up my work,

and I feel in the air a faint smell

of thy sweet presence.

 

GITANJALI

The song offering

Rabindranath Tagore

Done