Rabindranath Tagore [Gurudev] (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)
Poems of Rabindranath Tagore
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| 181. | The Golden Boat | 3/23/2010 |
| 182. | The Hero | 1/1/2004 |
| 183. | The Home | 1/1/2004 |
| 184. | The Journey | 1/1/2004 |
| 185. | The Judge | 1/1/2004 |
| 186. | The Kiss | 3/23/2010 |
| 187. | The Land of the Exile | 1/1/2004 |
| 188. | The Last Bargain | 1/1/2004 |
| 189. | The Little Big Man | 1/1/2004 |
| 190. | The Lotus | 1/1/2004 |
| 191. | The Merchant | 3/23/2010 |
| 192. | The Rainy Day | 1/1/2004 |
| 193. | The Recall | 1/1/2004 |
| 194. | The Sailor | 1/1/2004 |
| 195. | The Source | 1/1/2004 |
| 196. | The Sun Of The First Day | 3/23/2010 |
| 197. | The Tame Bird Was In A Cage | 3/23/2010 |
| 198. | The Unheeded Pageant | 1/1/2004 |
| 199. | The Wicked Postman | 1/1/2004 |
| 200. | Threshold | 1/1/2004 |
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Journey Home
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,
