the poorest, the lowliest, and the lost.

Here is thy footstool and there rest thy feet

 where live the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.

When I try to bow to thee, 

my obeisance cannot reacb down to the depth

 where thy feet rest among the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.

Pride can never approach to where thou walkest 

in the clothes of the humble among 

the poorest, and lowliest, and lost.

My heart can never find its way to where thou keepest

 company with the companionless among

 the poorest, the lowliest, and the lost.

Rabindranath

Let only that little be left of me whereby I may name thee my all.

Let only that little be left of my will whereby I may feel thee on every side, and come to thee in everything, and offer to thee my love every moment.

Let only that little be left of me whereby I may never hide thee.

Let only that little of my fetters be left whereby I am bound with thy will, and thy purpose is carried out in my life-and that is the fetter of thy love.

Rabindranath

Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens. 
Ah, love, why dost thou let me wait outside at the door all alone?

In the busy moments of the noontide work I am with the crowd, 

but on this dark lonely day it is only for thee that I hope.

If thou showest me not thy face, 

if thou leavest me wholly aside,

I know not how I am to pass these long, rainy hours.

I keep gazing on the far away gloom of the sky,

 and my heart wanders wailing with the restless wind.

Rabindranath

The time that my journey takes

The time that my journey takes is long

 and the way of it long.

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light,

 and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.

It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.

The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said 'Here art thou!'

The question and the cry 'Oh, where?' Melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the blood of the assurance 'I am!'

Rabindranath