Gitanjali - Signature:
- The day was when I did not keep myself in readiness for you;
and entering my heart unbidden even as one of the common crowd, unknown to me, my king, you did press the signet of eternity upon many a fleeting moment of my life.
And today when by chance I light upon them and see your signature, I find they have lain scattered in the dust mixed with the memory of joys and sorrows of my trivial days forgotten.
You did not turn in contempt from my childish play among dust, and the steps that I heard in my playroom are the same that are echoing from star to star.