You are the evening cloud floating… I paint you and fashion you ever w… You are my own, my own, Dweller i… Your feet are rosy-red with the gl… Your lips are bitter-sweet with th…
Who stole sleep from baby’s eyes?… Clasping her pitcher to her waist… from the village near by. It was noon. The children’s playt… the pond were silent.
I dreamt that she sat by my head,… her fingers, playing the melody of… and struggled with my tears, till… my sleep like a bubble. I sat up and saw the glow of the…
When the heart is hard and parched… come upon me with a shower of merc… When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song. When tumultuous work raises its di…
41 THE trees, like the longings of the earth, stand a—tiptoe to peep at the heav… 42
Lest I should know you too easily… You blind me with flashes of laugh… I know, I know your art; You never say the word you would. Lest I should prize you not, you…
I seem to have loved you in number… In life after life, in age after a… My spellbound heart has made and r… That you take as a gift, wear roun… In life after life, in age after a…
Tell me if this be all true, my lo… When these eyes flash their lightn… Is it true that my lips are sweet… Do the memories of vanished months… Does the earth, like a harp, shive…
Pluck this little flower and take… droop and drop into the dust. I may not find a place in thy garl… pain from thy hand and pluck it. I… aware, and the time of offering go…
On the day when the lotus bloomed,… and I knew it not. My basket was… Only now and again a sadness fell… dream and felt a sweet trace of a… That vague sweetness made my heart…
Then finish the last song and let… Forget this night when the night i… Whom do I try to clasp in my arms… My eager hands press emptiness to…
61 TAKE my wine in my own cup, frie… It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others. 62
It was in May. The sultry noon s… When I heard from the riverside a… I shut my book and opened the wind… I saw a big buffalo with mud-stain… I smiled amused and felt a touch o…
Thou hast made me endless, such is… vessel thou emptiest again and aga… This little flute of a reed thou h… and hast breathed through it melod… At the immortal touch of thy hands…
HAVE mercy upon your servant, my… The assembly is over and my servan… When you have finished with others… What can you expect when it is too… Make me the gardener of your flowe…