RabindranathTagore
Ifthedayisdone,
Ifbirdssingnomore,
Ifthewindhasflaggedtired,
Thendrawtheveilofdarknessthickuponme,
Evenasthouhastwrapttheearthwith
Thecoverletofsleepandtenderlyclosed,
Thepetalsofthedroopinglotusatdusk.
Fromthetraveler,
Whosesackofprovisionsisemptybeforethevoyageisended,
Whosegarmentistornanddust-laden,
Whosestrengthisexhausted, removeshameandpoverty,
Andrenewhislifelikeaflowerunder
Thecoverofthykindlynight.