Infinite

Infinite

Infinite.

Such is your love,
You made me endless and
In my emptiness
You filled my life again.

So many mountains
So many rivers , you crossed,
That little flute in your hand,
So many songs you played
Oh, who do I explain.
With your blissful touch
Upon my heart
I lost all the barriers,
In ecstasy my words spilled over.

Night and day, day and night,
With your handful gift
For centuries,
I can't see any end of my begging,
Such is your love.

Rabindranath.