Rabindranath Tagore in Kolkata (probably taken in 1909, the year he was granted knighthood) wikipedia |
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
poet; Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941), sobriquet Gurudev, was a Bengali poet, novelist, musician, painter and playwright who reshaped Bengali literature and music. As author of Gitanjali with its "profoundly sensitive, fresh and beautiful verse", he was the first non-European to be awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature(1913). His poetry in translation was viewed as spiritual, and this together with his mesmerizing persona gave him a prophet-like aura in the west. His "elegant prose and magical poetry" still remain largely unknown outside the confines of Bengal. source; wikipedia
this poem is sth that is so sacred and good..:)
ReplyDeletetrue as you say, it's one my favorite among poems....
ReplyDeletedis poem gives u hope each time u read just a lovely piece
ReplyDeletethks 4 sharing.....
@bunu ur welcome and thanks for the comment.....it does instill some sense of undivided walls,strength and a hope as you correctly said...
ReplyDeleteBro Deepak, I am in despite ibss. :))
ReplyDeleteI love every single word of Tagore's in his Nobel Prize winning collection 'Gitanjali.'