from Sanskrit and Other Languages
II. From Bengali
Since thou hast called me
Since thou hast called me, see that I
Go not from thee,– surrounding me stand.
In thy own love’s diviner way
Make me too love thee without end.
My fathomless blackness hast thou cleft
With thy infinity of light,
Then waken in my mortal voice
Thy music of illumined sight.
Make me thy eternal journey’s mate,
Tying my life around thy feet.
Let thy own hand my boat unmoor,
Sailing the world thy self to meet.
Fill full of thee my day and night,
Let all my being mingle with thine,
And every tremor of my soul
Echo thy Flute of flutes divine.
Come in thy chariot, Charioteer,
And drive me whither thou wouldst go.
All within me and all my acts
Make luminous with surrender’s glow.