Tagore's thought
The wayfarer's on his unending journey,
Now left alone, finds none with him,
He has someOne, has been feeling the Touch
of Someone in all his pain and pleasures,
Though he has seen Him never.
The soothing darkness engulfs all what
he is and what he has -
Leaving him face to face with Him -
Beyond his hopes and hopelessness.
Translated by Dulal Chandra Bandyopadhyay, (bowing down my 'soul' before the Greast ).
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