Journey Home Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India

Journey Home

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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,
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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Suryendu Chaudhury 27 September 2020

The home is in the inner self the journey that goes within.

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Just WOW, what a beautiful imagery

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Shresthaa paul 24 December 2018

Awesome....

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Ramesh Rai 23 March 2014

We all are the traveller of the eternal journey. And The traveler 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.

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Rabindranath Tagore

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Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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