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Closed Path
(7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

Closed Path

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.

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the poetic voyage has no end the greatest master poet knew it that's why wrote- But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, .....///
Brilliant poem. No words can sketch the beauty of this poem.
Very good.......
Divine writing by a master poet.
Great Tagore is confident of his master's mercy which helps open new avenues when one is closed. Highly optimistic
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