Poems of Rabindranath Tagore
|42.||Lamp Of Love||3/23/2010|
|45.||Let Me Not Forget||1/1/2004|
|48.||Little Of Me||1/1/2004|
|49.||Lord Of My Life||3/23/2010|
|53.||Lover's Gifts II: Come to My Garden Walk||1/1/2004|
|54.||Lover's Gifts IV: She Is Near to My Heart||1/1/2004|
|55.||Lover's Gifts LII: Tired of Waiting||1/1/2004|
|56.||Lover's Gifts LIV: In the Beginning of Time||1/1/2004|
|57.||Lover's Gifts LVI: The Evening Was Lonely||1/1/2004|
|58.||Lover's Gifts LVIII: Things Throng and Laugh||1/1/2004|
|59.||Lover's Gifts LXX: Take Back Your Coins||1/1/2004|
|60.||Lover's Gifts V: I Would Ask For Still More||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,