tremulous

Gitanjali Rabindranath Tagore

"I know not from what distant time thou art ever coming nearer to meet me Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hidden from me for aye In many a morning and eve thy footsteps have been heard and thy messenger has come within my heart and called me in secret I know not why today my life is all astir and a feeling of tremulous joy is passing through my heart It is as if the time were come to wind up my work and I feel in the air a faint smell of thy sweet presence I had gone a-begging from door to door in the village path when thy golden chariot appeared in the distance like a gorgeous dream and I wondered who was this King of all kings! My hopes rose high and me thought my evil days were at an end and I stood waiting for alms to be given unasked and for wealth scattered on all sides in the dust"