The 'I’ that floats along the wave of t… From a distance I watch him. With the dust and the water, With the fruit and the flower, With the All he is rushing forward.

It is only the revelation of You as the… that is endlessly new and eternally beau… and that gives the only meaning to our s… we feel Your rhythmic throb as soul-life… world in our own souls; then are we free…

O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy o… O beggar, to come beg at thy own door! Leave all thy burdens on his hands who c… and never look behind in regret. Thy desire at once puts out the light fr…

It was in May. The sultry noon seemed… When I heard from the riverside a voice… I shut my book and opened the window to… I saw a big buffalo with mud-stained hid… I smiled amused and felt a touch of swee…

With a glance of your eyes you could plu… But for their praises you have no ear, t… You could humble at your feet the proude… But it is your loved ones, unknown to fa… The perfection of your arms would add gl…

I long to go over there to the further b… Where those boats are tied to the bamboo… Where men cross over in their boats in t… ploughs on their shoulders to till their… Where the cowherds make their lowing cat…

Who are you, reader, reading my poems an… I cannot send you one single flower from… Open your doors and look abroad. From your blossoming garden gather fragr… In the joy of your heart may you feel th…

Leave this chanting and singing and tell… Whom dost thou worship in this lonely da… Open thine eyes and see thy God is not… He is there where the tiller is tilling… and where the pathmaker is breaking ston…

11 SOME unseen fingers, like idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of t… 12 ‘WHAT language is thine, O sea?’

Let your work be, bride. Listen, the g… Do you hear, he is gently shaking the ch… See that your anklets make no loud noise… Let your work be, bride, the guest has c… No, it is not the ghostly wind, bride, d…

Amidst the rush and roar of life, O Bea… Great Time sits enamoured at your feet… “Speak, speak to me, my love; speak, my… But your speech is shut up in stone, O…

This is my delight, thus to wait and watch at the wayside where shadow chases light and the rain comes in the wake of the su… Messengers, with tidings from unknown sk…

I thought that my voyage had come to its… at the last limit of my power,—that the… that provisions were exhausted and the time come to take shelter in a s… But I find that thy will knows no end i…