I am only waiting for love,
To give myself up at last, into his hands.
That is why it is so late
And why I have been guilty of such omissions.
They come with their laws
And their codes to bind me fast;
But I evade them ever,
For I am only waiting for love,
To give myself up at last into his hands.
People blame me and call me heedless;
I doubt not they are right in their blame.
The market day is over
And the work is all done for the busy.
Those who came to call me in vain
Have gone back in anger.
I am only waiting for love,
To give myself up at last into his hands.
Verse 17, Gitanjali
Rabindranath Tagore
To give myself up at last, into his hands.
That is why it is so late
And why I have been guilty of such omissions.
They come with their laws
And their codes to bind me fast;
But I evade them ever,
For I am only waiting for love,
To give myself up at last into his hands.
People blame me and call me heedless;
I doubt not they are right in their blame.
The market day is over
And the work is all done for the busy.
Those who came to call me in vain
Have gone back in anger.
I am only waiting for love,
To give myself up at last into his hands.
Verse 17, Gitanjali
Rabindranath Tagore
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