Excerpt from Gitanjali by Rabindranath Tagore:
Thou hast made known to me friends whom I knew not.
Thou has given me seats in home not my own.
Thou hast brought the distant near and made brother of the stranger.
I am uneasy at heart when I have to leave my accustomed shelter;
I forget that there abidest thou the changeless old in the changing new.
Through birth and death, in this world or in others,
Wherever thou leadest me it is thou the same one
Companion of my endless life who ever linkest
my heart with bonds of joy to the unfamiliar.
When one knows thee then alien there is none, then no
door in shut. Oh, grant me this my prayer that
I may never lose the bliss of the touch of the One
in the play of the diverse many.