"I asked for moment's indulgence
to sit by thy side
the works that I have in hand
I will finished afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face
my heart knows no rest nor respite
And my work becomes an endless toil
in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today summer has come at my window
with its sighs and murmurs
And the bees are playing their minstrelsy
at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it's time to sit quiet
face to face with thee
and to sing dedication of life
in this silent
and
overflowing leisure."
(Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali)
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