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 sands 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.
RABINDRANATH TAGORE
Nobel Prize for literature 1913
Absolutely.
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Deeply inspiring, my friend!
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Very nice.
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❤
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I get even more now why Tagore is so loved and revered.
Beauty and balanced passion, like day and night at the fall equinox.
Nice! Thanks for the gift, Indrajit
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welcome Maria – at school this was the morning prayer we recited often and held our heads high and without fear.
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