Emptied by Giving
Emptied by Giving
by Rabindranath Tagore
The empty cloud when the rains are over
Lingers on the sky's far corner.
The rain-filled lake observes its plight,
Now and then smugly laughs at the sight.
Says, 'What a wretched, vain hanger-on!
It ought to call it a day and be gone.
Look at me, always so deep and full,
Nourishing, calming, steadfast, still.'
The cloud says. 'Bapu, don't be so haughty.
Your watery depth redounds to my glory.'
Lingers on the sky's far corner.
The rain-filled lake observes its plight,
Now and then smugly laughs at the sight.
Says, 'What a wretched, vain hanger-on!
It ought to call it a day and be gone.
Look at me, always so deep and full,
Nourishing, calming, steadfast, still.'
The cloud says. 'Bapu, don't be so haughty.
Your watery depth redounds to my glory.'
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