BLESSED am I that I am born to this land and that
I had the luck to love her.
What care I if queenly treasure is not in her
store but precious enough is for me
the living wealth of her love.
The best gift of fragrance to my heart is from her
own flowers and I know not where else
shines the moon that can flood my being
with such loveliness.
The first light revealed to my eyes was from
her own sky and let the same light kiss
them before they are clossed for ever.
- Rabindranath Tagore
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