Rabindranath Tagore

(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

Distant Time - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

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.


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  • Gold Star - 18,253 Points Ramesh Rai (2/21/2014 3:03:00 PM)

    My heart is filled with enormous joys. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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