Stray Birds

Thou crossest desert lands of barren years to reach the moment of fulfilment. 305 God's silence ripens man's thoughts into speech. 306 Thou wilt find, Eternal Traveller, marks of thy footsteps across my songs. 307 Let me not shame thee, Father, who displayest thy glory in thy children. 308 Cheerless is the day, the light under frowning clouds is like a punished child with traces of tears on its pale cheeks, and the cry of the wind is like the cry of a wounded world. But I know I am travelling to meet my Friend. 309 To-night there is a stir among the palm leaves, a swell in the sea, Full Moon, like the heart throb of the world. From what unknown sky hast thou carried in thy silence the aching secret of love? 310 I dream of a star, an island of light, where I shall be born and in the depth of its quickening leisure my life will ripen its works like the ricefield in the autumn sun. 311 The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chant of praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant. 312 That love can ever lose is a fact that we cannot accept as truth. 313 We shall know some day that death can never rob us of that which our soul has gained, for her gains are one with herself. 314 God comes to me in the dusk of my evening with the flowers from my past kept fresh in his basket. 315 When all the strings of my life will be tuned, my Master, then at every touch of thine will come out the music of love.