Let your work be, bride. Listen, the <br />guest has come. <br /> Do you hear, he is gently shaking <br />the chain which fastens the door? <br /> See that your anklets make no loud <br />noise, and that your step is not over- <br />hurried at meeting him. <br /> Let your work be, bride, the guest <br />had come in the evening. <br /> No, it is not the ghostly wind, bride, <br />do not be frightened. <br /> It is the full moon on a night of <br />April; shadows are pale in the court- <br />yard; the sky overhead is bright. <br /> Draw your veil over your face if <br />you must, carry the lamp to the door <br />if you fear. <br /> No, it is not the ghostly wind, bride, <br />do not be frightened. <br /> Have no word with him if you are <br />shy; stand aside by the door when you <br />meet him. <br /> If he asks you questions, and if <br />you wish to, you can lower you eyes <br />in silence. <br /> Do not let your bracelets jingle <br />when, lamp in hand, you lead him in. <br /> Have no words with him if your are <br />shy. <br /> Have you not finished you work yet, <br />bride? Listen, the guest has come. <br /> Have you not lit the lamp in the <br />cowshed? <br /> Have you not got ready the offering <br />basket for the evening service? <br /> Have you not put the red lucky <br />mark at the parting of your hair, and <br />done your toilet for the night? <br /> O bride, do you hear, the guest has <br />come? <br /> Let your work be!<br /><br />Rabindranath Tagore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gardener-x-let-your-work-be-bride/
