Gitanjali - Desires:
- My desires are many and my cry is pitiful, but ever did you save me by hard refusals;
and this strong mercy has been wrought into my life through and through.
Day by day you are making me worthy of the simple, great gifts that you gave to me unasked - this sky and the light, this body and the life and the mind - saving me from perils of overmuch desire.
There are times when I languidly linger and times when I awaken and hurry in search of my goal;
but cruelly you hide yourself from before me.
Day by day you are making me worthy of your full acceptance by refusing me ever and anon, saving me from perils of weak, uncertain desire.