Gitanjali - Delight:
- Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.
You ever pour for me the fresh draught of your wine of various colours and fragrance, filling this earthen vessel to the brim.
My world will light its hundred different lamps with your flame and place them before the altar of your temple.
No, I will never shut the doors of my senses.
The delights of sight and hearing and touch will bear your delight.
Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.