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 nights 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 joy in human homes;
and this it is that ever melts and flows in songs
through my poet's heart.