Clouds heap upon clouds and it darkens.
Ah, love, why dost thou let me
wait outside at the door all alone?

In the busy moments of the noontide work
I am with the crowd, but on this dark lonely day
it is only for thee that I hope.

If thou showest me not thy face,
if thou leavest me wholly aside,
I know not how I am to pass
these long, rainy hours.

I keep gazing on the far-away gloom of the sky,
and my heart wanders wailing
with the restless wind.

~Rabindranath Tagore