I know not from what distant time <br />thou art ever coming nearer to meet me. <br />Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hidden from me for aye. <br /> <br />In many a morning and eve thy footsteps have been heard <br />and thy messenger has come within my heart and called me in secret. <br /> <br />I know not only why today my life is all astir, <br />and a feeling of tremulous joy is passing through my heart. <br /> <br />It is as if the time were come to wind up my work, <br />and I feel in the air a faint smell of thy sweet presence.<br /><br />Rabindranath Tagore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/distant-time/
