Fear Fox to Faith Rocks

By watedroplet

  I feel this poem deserves a presence in my blood. This poem is inspired by Rabindranath Tagore's poem "Where the mind is without fear." I have borrowed 


A mind without fear
flaps its wings in gear
until it fills the air
where knowledge is free fare.


A mind without fear
is the world 
that hasn't been broken up 
into fragile fragments
by the narrow domestic walls


It is the world of
words bubbling from the ocean of truth
Where tireless striving sculpts
the humanoid of perfection

whose reflection
is the clear stream of reason 
which hasn't lost its vision
in the dreary desert sand of dead habit

rather, it's the place
where the mind is led forward by thee
into an ever-widening thought 
incubating into materializing action

O how I long to see 
my students reach this niche
where heaven of freedom is no miss
but a grounded bliss

O how I desire to witness
my family and friends carve this ambry
where fear flees forever
as certitude holds clever.

©water2025
7.11.2025


This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2025

Comments

  1. A Rustic Mind12 November 2025 at 03:17

    I really liked how you shared your thoughts and made the ordinary feel a little bit more meaningful.

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  2. Water12 November 2025 at 06:49

    Thank you for your kind words and giving it more meaning.

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