Lost My Count of Time

Lost my count of time and the miles that travelled I
The lands I went avisiting and let my purse go dry
Mountain ranges huge, the seas that our earth adorn.

Ne’er managed alas to watch, with an open pair of eyes,
A step away from home, so nearby where it lies,
A tiny drop of dew — on a tiny ear of corn.


Translation of original poem by Rabindranath Tagore, Sphulinga 3/164

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