PoemDistant Time
Author / PoetRabindranath 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.

Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore
7 May 1861 - 7 Aug 1941
Movement: Contextual Modernism
Awards: Nobel Prize in Literature

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When Day Is Done
Waiting
Vocation
Unending Love
The Home
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