Lord of all worlds, O Lord of my life
daily with folded hands
I will stand before you
face to face.
Under your wide sky in solitude and silence
with overflowing humility in heart
I will stand before you
face to face.
In this world with your work so wild
with toil and struggle among haste crowd
I will stand before you
face to face.
And when my work is done
in this world, alone and speechless
I will stand before you
face to face.
Adopted from Tagore’s Gitanjali, poem 76
Henry Victor 16.10.2012
