Tagore! You are our poet, our identity,
Our leader, our mentor,
To whom we return
At dark nights and in shining days.
Tagore! You are a torch-bearer,
A cool shade to trammeled millions.
Wo/man you celebrate
And we are your avowed followers
Our land you inherit
And make us tall
Before the eyes of the world.
Thousand miles of woes and wounds
You walk alone with calm and poise,
And we wonder how!
You are a symbol of protest
Against unreason, superstitions,
Bordered minds, narrowed walls
Of caste, creed, religion, language
And we love you for your courage.
You are an ocean
And we strive merely to taste a drop
From your unfathomable depths.
And we worship you not
With flowers and festoons
But strive to follow the path you laird ahead.
You save us in the past,
And in future you fail us not
Tagore, I know.