On entering my house they assured me they will take
only the smallest space and help me in the worshipof my God, accepting only their share in his grace
meekly taking their seat in a corner very quiet!
But in the darkness of night I find
they, wild and strong, break into
my sacred shrine and snatch with unholy
greed the offerings from God’s altar.
Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 33
Henry Victor 01.01.2013
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