I Am Restless Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

the Great Tagore, the pride of India....... like his simple style. tony

A great poem by a great poet. A longing to fly free. Loved it.

I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.This being the case with every human being Thy breath comes to me whispering an impossible hope superb

wow wonderful and absolute utterance of self inside seeker//I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger...I am a wanderer in my heart// great poem

'O Farthest end, O the keen call of thy flute! ' The ever seeking nature of the poet to delve deeper and further in search of knowledge and wisdom.

The thist, the longing, the yearning of the soul.

can't quite grasp why 'evermore'.

as i write i'm still mulling on the last sentence. but on the whole i relate to this expression of yearning. i especially resonate with the sentence, thy tongue is known to my heart as its very own. the heart, seat of the spirit, hears God, the divine. and on our own we cannot find this spirit that is God, but grace can lead us. and we have these words of comfort for us who long, the one who seeks finds. -gk

i dont understand it: /

Out in a Longing! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.