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When the heart is hard
And parched up,
Come upon me
With a shower of mercy.
When grace is lost from life,
Come with a burst of song.
When tumultuous work
Raises its din
On all sides
Shutting me out from beyond,
Come to me, my lord of silence,
With thy peace and rest.
When my beggarly heart sits crouched,
Shut up in a corner,
break open the door, my king,
And come with the ceremony of a king.
When desire blinds the mind
With delusion and dust,
O thou holy one,
Thou wakeful,
Come with thy light and thy thunder

~Tagore