Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in

a thousand bonds of delight.

  Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of thy wine of various colors and

fragrance, filling this earthen vessel to the brim.

   My world will light its hundred different lamps with thy flame and place

them before the alter of thy temple.

   No, I will never shut the doors of my senses. The delight of sight and

hearing and touch will bear thy delight.

   Yes,all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires

ripen into fruits of love.

                                       Tagore