when day is done
if the day is done
if birds sing no more
if the wind has fiagged tired
then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me
even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed
the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk
from the traverer
whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ended
whose garment is to and dust-laden
whose strength is exhausted，remove shame and poverty
and renew his life like a flower under
the cover of thy kindly night
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