My desires are many and my cry is pitiful,
but ever didst thou save me by hard refusals;
and this strong mercy has been wrought into my life through and through.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple,
great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked---this sky and the light, this body and the
life and the mind---saving me from perils of overmuch desire.
There are times when I languidly linger
and times when I awaken and hurry in search of my goal;
but cruelly thou hidest thyself from before me.
Day by day thou art making me worthy of thy full acceptance by
refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain desire.
Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds o …
Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of...
Beauty is truth's smile
when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
Beauty is in the ideal of perfect harmony
I am small because I am a little child. I shall be …
as old as my father is.
My teacher will come and say, "It is late, bring yo
The sleep that flits on baby's eyes-does anybody kn …
it comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has its dw …
in the fairy village among s...
WHEN the two sisters go to fetch water, they come t …
They must be aware of somebody who stands behind th …
The two sisters whisper to e...
This song of mine will wind its music around you, m …
the fond arms of love.
This song of mine will touch your forehead like a k
It is time for me to go, mother; I am going.
When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you …
your arms for your baby in the bed, I shall...
YOUR idol is shattered in the dust
to prove that God's dust is greater than
Man goes into the noisy crowd
to drown his own clamour of silence.
Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly.