Religion
Fruit-Gathering 81: You
Translated by Rabindranath Tagore (1916) · From Fruit-Gathering (1916)
You, in your timeless watch, listen to my approaching steps while your gladness gathers in the morning twilight and breaks in the burst of light.
The nearer I draw to you the deeper grows the fervour in the dance of the sea.
Your world is a branching spray of light filling your hands, but your heaven is in my secret heart; it slowly opens its buds in shy love.
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Tagore, Rabindranath. “Fruit-Gathering 81: You.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/594/.
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Tagore, Rabindranath. “Fruit-Gathering 81: You.” Translated by Rabindranath Tagore. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/tagore/594/.
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