But For Now

Let me sit beside you
and gaze at your face;
my tasks I will complete later
but for now let me sit with you.

Away from the sight of your gaze
my mind is restless knowing no respite
making my work an endless toil
in a shoreless sea of slog.

The summer is at my window
with its sighs and murmurs
and the busy servant bees are working
tirelessly, collecting at your court, flowering plot.

But for me it’s time to sit
to gaze at your face!

Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 5

Henry Victor          09.09.2012

This Little Flower

Pluck this little flower

and take it, delay not
else it will droop
and drop into dust.

I do not seek a place
in your garland, but
honour it with a touch
a pinch from your hand.

Pluck this little flower

and take it, delay not
else the day may end
before this offering reach you.

Though the colour is not bright
and the smell is of a faint scent
take this flower for your service
and pluck it while there is time.

Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 06

Henry Victor          07.09.2012