What Comes From Your Willing Hands

"What comes from your willing hands I take.
I beg for nothing more."
"Yes, yes, I know you, modest mendicant,
you ask for all that one has."
"If there be a stray flower for me
I will wear it in my heart."
"But if there be thorns?"
"I will endure them."
"Yes, yes, I know you, modest mendicant,
you ask for all that one has."
"If but once you should raise your loving eyes to my face
it would make my life sweet beyond death."
"But if there be only cruel glances?"
"I will keep them piercing my heart."
"Yes, yes, I know you, modest mendicant,
you ask for all that one has."

~ A poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Go to Next Poem or Return to Miscellaneous Poems List

Categories