Rabdranath Tagore
It is the pang of separation that spreads throughout
The world and gives birth to shapes nurable
Ie sky.
It is this sorrow of separation that gazes
In silence all nights fro star to star
And bees lyrig rtlg leaves
In ray darkness of July.
It is this overspreadg pa that
Deepens to loves and desires,
Into suffergs and joyhuan hos;
And this it is that ever lts and
Flowssongs through y poets heart.