Gitanjali - Waiting:
- Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens.
Ah, love, why do you 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 you that I hope.
If you show me not your face, if you leave 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.