It is the pang of separation that spreads throughout the world
and gives birth to shapes innumerable in the infinite sky.

It is this sorrow of separation that gazes in silence
all night from star to star and becomes lyric
among rustling leaves in rainy darkness of July.

It is this overspreading pain that deepens into loves and desires,
into sufferings and joys in human homes; and this it is
that ever melts and flows in songs through my poet's heart.