Gitanjali: 12
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 traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the
innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said 'Here
art thou!'
The question and the cry 'Oh, where?' melt into tears of a
thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the
assurance 'I am!'
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 traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the
innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said 'Here
art thou!'
The question and the cry 'Oh, where?' melt into tears of a
thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the
assurance 'I am!'
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