The Gardener :  Why Did He Choose?

The Gardener : Why Did He Choose?


Why did he choose to come to my
door, the wandering youth, when the
day dawned?


As I come in and out I pass by him
every time, and my eyes are caught by
his face.


I know not if I should speak to him
or keep silent. Why did he choose to
come to my door?


The cloudy nights in July are dark;
the sky is soft blue in the autumn; the
spring days are restless with the south
wind.


He weaves his songs with fresh
tunes every time.


I turn from my work and my eyes
fill with the mist. Why did he choose
to come to my door?


BY Rabindranath Tagore

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