He comes in all your travails Like a soothing breeze of wind Touching you in ways unexpected In a stranger's words of wisdom Or through the babbling of an innocent child The mightiness of the mountains Or through the tiny ant's flurry of activity He comes, he comes It's just that we don't notice Too busy in our bed of sorrows. Today on #dndpoetocracy we have lines from the poem 'Silent Steps' by Rabindranath Tagore. This poem is one of the many spiritual poems, Rabindranath wrote in his life span. There's an essence of divine in this poem. Expand this magical poem in your own words. Rabindranath Tagore (1861—1941) was a Bengali poet, short-story writer, song composer, playwright, essayist, and painter who introduced new prose and verse forms and the use of colloquial language into Bengali literature, thereby freeing it from traditional models based on classical Sanskrit. He was highly influential in introducing Indian culture to the West and vice versa. He is generally regarded as the outstanding creative artist of early 20th-century India. In 1913, he became the first non-European to receive the Nobel Prize for Literature.
