A poem by Rabindranath Tagore

This is a beautiful poem, that captivates Tagores vision of India from Gitanjali. I came across it while reading the "Argumentative Indian" by Amartya Sen

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where the clear storm of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Into that heaven of freedom,my Father, let my country awake