Where The Mind Is Without Fear
by Rabindranath Tagore
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
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 its 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 thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
As the cost of education keeps rising in my home institution and other places, as more and more people seem to be engulfed by fear and paranoia in the world, as reason and truth become buried in a world driven by emotional lies and materialism, and as a fibromyalgiac who feels she has lost her place in the world – this poem rings true to me on so many levels!
One day, I hope to awake in that heaven of freedom as well – freedom from the pain, the fatigue, the expectations of me as an academic, as a person battling chronic pain, freedom from the traps my own brain sets for me when I am in the throws of anxiety and depression – and I hope to awake into being a more balanced, wholesome person.