I Am Like a Remnant of a Cloud of Autumn
by Rabindranath Tagore
I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn
uselessly roaming in the sky,
O my sun ever-glorious!
Thy touch has not yet melted my vapour,
making me one with thy light,
and thus I count mounts and years separated from thee.
If this be thy wish and if this be thy play,
then take this fleeting emptiness of mine,
paint it with colours, gild it with gold,
float it on the wanton wind and spread it in varied wonders.
And again, when it shall be thy wish to end this play at night,
I shall melt and vanish away in the dark,
or it may be in a smile of the white morning,
in a coolness of purity transparent.
Composer(s): John Alden Carpenter
Song(s): 1. When I Bring to You Colour'd Toys
2. On the Day When Death Will Knock
3. The Sleep That Flits on Baby's Eyes
4. I Am Like a Remnant of a Cloud of Autumn
5. On the Seashore of Endless Worlds
6. Light, My Light