Friend by Rabindranath Tagore - Gitanjali Poem No. 23
Art thou abroad on this stormy night
on thy journey of love, my friend?
The sky groans like one in despair.
I have no sleep tonight.
Ever and again I open my door and look out on
the darkness, my friend!
I can see nothing before me.
I wonder where lies thy path!
By what dim shore of the ink-black river,
by what far edge of the frowning forest,
through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading
thy course to come to me, my friend?
About Rabindranath Tagore -
Bengali polymath Rabindranath Tagore lived in India. He transformed Bengali literature and musical in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries as a poet, novelist, musician, and playwright. Tagore became the first non-European to receive the 1913 Nobel Prize in Literature for his work, Gitanjali, and for his "powerfully sympathetic, creative and elegant verse." Tagore was arguably the most important creator of Bengali literature.
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