IT WAS ONLY the other day that I came to your earth, naked and nameless, with a wailing cry. To-day my voice is glad, while you, my lord, stand aside to make room that I may fill my life. Even when I bring you my songs for an offering I have the secret hope that men will come and love me for them. You love to discover that I love this world where you have brought me.
BRING TO THIS country once again the blessed name which made the land of thy birth sacred to all distant lands! Let thy great awakening under the bodhi tree be fulfilled, sweeping away the veil of unreason and let, at the end of an oblivious night, freshly blossom out in India thy remembrance! Bring life to the mind that is inert, thou Illimitable Light and Life! Let the air become vital with thy inspiration! Let open the doors that are barred, and the resounding conch shell proclaim thy arrival at Bharat's gate. Let, through innumerable voices, the gospel of an immeasurable love announce thy call.
