Poems of Rabindranath Tagore
|181.||The Golden Boat||3/23/2010|
|187.||The Land of the Exile||1/1/2004|
|188.||The Last Bargain||1/1/2004|
|189.||The Little Big Man||1/1/2004|
|192.||The Rainy Day||1/1/2004|
|196.||The Sun Of The First Day||3/23/2010|
|197.||The Tame Bird Was In A Cage||3/23/2010|
|198.||The Unheeded Pageant||1/1/2004|
|199.||The Wicked Postman||1/1/2004|
The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,