SURRENDER

           By Rabindranath Tagore
O bend my head up to the dust of Your feet,
Wash out all my vanity with mine own tears.
Seeking ever to glorify my self
I keep on merely humiliating myself,
Ceaselessly winding around myself
I roam about from moment to moment
Wash out all my vanity with mine own tears.
Let me no more vaunt myself in mine occupation,
Accomplish Your own will throughout my life.
I long for the absolute peace from You,
Inside my being Your effulgence,
Protect me by standing on the lotus of my heart,
Wash out all my vanity with mine own tears.