Gitanjali — Song 18
Gitanjali — Song 18
Rabindranath Tagore
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.
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Complete 103-poem English Gitanjali, translated by the author and published in 1912. · Translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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