Geetanjali

"The Flight" by Neha

The child who is decked with prince's robes and who has

jeweled chains round his neck loses all pleasure in his play;

his dress hampers him at every step.

In fear that it may be frayed, or stained with dust he keeps

himself from the world, and is afraid even to move.

Mother, it is no gain, thy bondage of finery, if it keeps one

shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob

one of the right of entrance to the great fair of

common human life.

- Geetanjali, VIII, Rabindranath Tagore