I know not from distant time thou
arte ever coming nearer to 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 why today my life is all astir,
and a feeling of tremulous joy
is passing thru 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.
[radha quoting Tagore – Gitanjali]