Tagore's poem

The most beautiful poetry/prayer, we learnt in school. Since I remember it one completely and this is an apt time, here goes

Where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Were 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 losts its way, into the deary desert of dead habit
Where the mind is lead forward by you, into ever widening thought n action

Into that Heaven of freedom, my Father, let my Country arise

Rabindranath Tagore