I send letters to my Beloved, <br />The dear Krishna. <br />But He sends no message of reply, <br />Purposely preserving silence. <br />I sweep his path in readiness <br />And gaze and gaze <br />Till my eyes turn blood-shot. <br />I have no peace by night or day, <br />My heart is fit to break. <br />O my Master, You were my companion <br />In former births. <br />When will you come?<br /><br />Mirabai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-send-letters/