Where roads are made I lose my way…

Posted By on November 14, 2017 in Insights | 0 comments

Where roads are made I lose my way.

In the wide water, in the blue sky there is no line of a track.

The pathway is hidden by the birds’ wings, by the star-fires, by the flowers of the wayfaring seasons.

And I ask my heart if its blood carries the wisdom of the unseen way.

Rabindranath Tagore

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