Where the mind is without fear
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high:
Where the world has not been broken up in to fragments by narrow domestic walls:
Where words come out from the depth truth:
Where tireless striving stretches its arm toward perfection:
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sad of dead habit:
Where the mind is led forward by thee in to ever – widening thought and action….
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, late my country awake.
From Ravindranath Tagore’s Gitanjali