Sunday, July 12

...but for the lover himself.

Much have you given to me,
Yet I ask for more-
I come to you not merely for the draught
of water, but for the spring;
Not for guidance to the door alone, but
To the Master’s hall; not only for the
gift of love, but for the lover himself.

Crossing (LII) Rabindranath Tagore

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