English Poems Index


Leave This Chanting :


Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads!

Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark
corner of a temple with doors all shut?

Open thine eyes and see thy God is not before thee!

He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground
and where the path-maker is breaking stones.

He is with them in sun and in shower,
and his garment is covered with dust

Put off thy holy mantle and even like him
come down on the dusty soil.

Come Out of thy meditations and leave aside
thy flowers and incense!

What harm is there if thy clothes become
tattered and stained?

Meet him and stand by him in toil and
in sweat of thy brow.



By Rabindranath Tagore