Silent steps
By
Rabindranath tagore
Have
you not heard God’s silent steps?
God
comes, comes, ever comes.
Every
moment and every age,
Every
day and every night
God
comes, comes, ever comes.
Many a
song I sung in many a mood of mind,
but all
their notes have always proclaimed,
‘God
comes, comes, ever comes.’
In the fragrant days of sunny April through
the forest path God comes, comes, ever comes.
In the
rainy gloom of July nights on the
thundering
chariot of clouds
God
comes, comes, ever comes.
In
sorrow after sorrow
it is
God’s steps that press upon my heart,
and it
is the golden touch of God’s feet
that
makes my joy to shine.
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