Closed Path

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,--that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time had come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where old tracks are lost,
a new country is revealed with its wonders.
-- "Closed Path", Rabindranath Tagore

I like this poem.