When The heart Is hard by R. Tagore

When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me

with a shower of mercy.

When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song.

When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting

me out from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, 

with thy peace and rest..

When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner,

break open the door, my kind, and come with the ceremony

 of a king.

When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust,

O thou holy one, thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.

- Rabindranath Tagore