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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
the distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Rinse away in shower of light
This cover of dirt I hide mySelf with!
Awaken that which lies in deep slumber within me
With a gentle touch of thy golden morning Sun!
I the human wander lone in wonder
amid this grand universe of unbounded space and time
You the great keeper of universe
Exist in its infinite wonders
Lone in silence
In the grand home of your own being!

Through the limitless lands and times
Through the incountable stars
You are gazing at me
I look up towards thee!

All noise ceased in silence
All worlds absorbed in deep peace
Alone You are!
Alone I am within, fearless!
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel
thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.

This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales,
and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new.

At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in
joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.

Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine.
Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill.

-from the Gitanjali
My Polar Star

I have made You the polar star of my
existence; never again can I lose my way in the
voyage of life.

Wherever I go, You are always there to
shower your benefience all around me. Your face
is ever present before my mind's eyes.

If I lose sight of You even for a moment, I
almost lose my mind.

Whenever my heart is about to go astray, just
a glance of You makes it feel ashamed of itself.
There is a looker-on who sits behind my eyes. It seems he has seen
things in ages and worlds beyond memory's shore, and those
forgotten sights glisten on the grass and shiver on the leaves. He
has seen under new veils the face of the one beloved, in twilight
hours of many a nameless star. Therefore his sky seems to ache with
the pain of countless meetings and partings, and a longing pervades
this spring breeze, -the longing that is full of the whisper of
ages without beginning.

-from Lover's Gifts

I touch God in my song
   as the hill touches the far-away sea
     with its waterfall.
The butterfly counts not months but moments,
   and has time enough.

Let my love, like sunlight, surround you
   and yet give you illumined freedom.

Love remains a secret even when spoken,
   for only a lover truly knows that he is loved.

Emancipation from the bondage of the soil
   is no freedom for the tree.

In love I pay my endless debt to thee
   for what thou art.

Light, my light, the world- filling light, the
eye-kissing light, the heart-sweetening light:

Ah, the light dances, my Darling, at the
center of my life; the light strikes, my Darling, the
chords of my love; the sky opens; the wind runs
wild; laughter passes over the earth.

The butterflies spread their sails on the sea
of light. Lilies and jasmine surge up on the crest of
the waves of light.

The light is shatteres into gold on every cloud,
my Darling, and it scatters gems in profusion.

Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, my Darling,
and gladness without measure.  The heaven's river
has drowned its banks, and the flood of joy is

- from the book, The Heart of God selected and edited by Herbert F. Vetter. Charles E. Tuttle Co. Inc.
The Birds of the Wilderness

My heart, the bird of the wilderness,
has found its sky in your eyes:
They are the cradle of the morning,
they are the kingdom of the stars;
My songs are lost in their depths.
Let me but soar in that sky,
in its lonely immensity!
Let me but cleave its clouds
and spread wings in its sunshine.

- from The Gardener, published 1913
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God kisses the finite in his love and man the infinite.

-from Stray Birds
Let thy love play upon my voice and rest on my silence.
Let is pass through my heart into all my movements.
Let thy love like stars shine in the darkness of my sleep and dawn
    in my awakening.
Let it burn in the flame of my desires.
And flow in all current of my own love.
Let me carry thy love in my life as a harp does its music, and give
    it back to thee at last with my life.

-from The Crossing