My freedom lies in the lighted sky
My freedom doth in dust and grass lie;
How I lose my self beyond the body and mind
In songs my liberty how do I oft find;
My freedom , in the minds of all , lies
In works hard which dangers and plight trivialise;
In songs my liberty how do I oft find;
My freedom , in the minds of all , lies
In works hard which dangers and plight trivialise;
In the Lord's sacrificial fire how my self I free
As if in that self annihilation I always find Thee.
As if in that self annihilation I always find Thee.
(*note: this poem is a transliteration of a song/ poem of Rabindranath Tagore, a humble tribute to Tagore)
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