Thy sunbeam comes upon this earth of mine [German translation]

Thy sunbeam comes upon this earth of mine

with arms outstretched

and stands at my door the livelong day

to carry back to thy feet

clouds made of my tears and sighs and songs.

With fond delight thou wrappest about thy starry breast

that mantle of misty cloud, turning it into numberless shapes

and folds and colouring it with hues everchanging.

It is so light and so fleeting, tender and tearful and dark,

that is why thou lovest it, O thou spotless and serene.

And that is why it may cover thy awful white light

with its pathetic shadows.

• Artist:Rabindranath Tagore