Rabindranath Tagore Poems
|161.||Lover's Gifts LII: Tired of Waiting||1/1/2004|
|162.||Lover's Gifts IV: She Is Near to My Heart||1/1/2004|
|163.||Lover's Gifts II: Come to My Garden Walk||1/1/2004|
|167.||Lord Of My Life||3/23/2010|
|168.||Little Of Me||1/1/2004|
|171.||Let Me Not Forget||1/1/2004|
|174.||Lamp Of Love||3/23/2010|
|176.||Keep Me Fully Glad||3/23/2010|
|179.||In The Dusky Path Of A Dream||3/23/2010|
|180.||I Found A Few Old Letters||3/23/2010|
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,