Endless Time
Rabindranath Tagore
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
Rabindranath Tagore
There is none to count thy minutes.
Rabindranath Tagore
Days and nights pass
Rabindranath Tagore
and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Rabindranath Tagore
Thou knowest how to wait.
Rabindranath Tagore
Thy centuries follow each other
Rabindranath Tagore
perfecting a small wild flower.
Rabindranath Tagore
We have no time to lose,
Rabindranath Tagore
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
Rabindranath Tagore
We are too poor to be late.
Rabindranath Tagore
And thus it is that time goes by
Rabindranath Tagore
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
Rabindranath Tagore
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
Rabindranath Tagore
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
Rabindranath Tagore
but I find that yet there is time.
Endless Time
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