Tagore Songs (#67) Thou Hiding Behind The Daylight Poem by Tushar Ray

(Ekla ghore bose-bose ki sur bazale)

Oh my Lord what kind of music
Thou played sitting alone within my life
Secretly adoring me by a pearl-necklace
Making thru touch, my Lord

I did not know where Thou resided
Hiding behind the daylight
And as Thou stepped out of setting sun
To enter my night dreams
The dark night played eagerly in my heart
Only Thy flute, my Lord
As I listened to the music of stars above
Tearing off my bondages
The notes of optimism comes to me
That Thy gate will stay open
In the modest sunshine by night’s end
Washed by the early dewdrop
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3/13/2015