by Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;

Where words come out from the depth of truth;

Where tireless striving stretches his arms towards perfection;

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;

Where the mind is led forward by the into every widening thought and action into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.