Rabindranath Tagore - On the Nature of Love lyrics

The night is black and the forest has no end; a million people thread it in a million ways. We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but where or with whom -- of that we are unaware. But we have this faith -- that a lifetime's bliss will appear any minute, with a smile upon its lips. Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songs brush us, pa** us, give us delightful shocks. Then peradventure there's a flash of lightning: whomever I see that instant I fall in love with. I call that person and cry: 'This life is blest! For your sake such miles have I traversed!' All those others who came close and moved off in the darkness -- I don't know if they exist or not.