Gitanjali - Salutation:
- In one salutation to you, my God, let all my senses spread out and touch this world at your feet.
Like a rain-cloud of July hung low with its burden of unshed showers let all my mind bend down at your door in one salutation to you.
Let all my songs gather together their diverse strains into a single current and flow to a sea of silence in one salutation to you.
Like a flock of homesick cranes flying night and day back to their mountain nests, let all my life take its voyage to its eternal home in one salutation to you.