In conclusion, the following prose translation from Rabindranath Tagore expresses my sentiment especially to you for a belated "bon voyage!"

     The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
     I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
     It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself, and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
     The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
     My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said "Here art thou!"
     The question and the cry "Oh, where?" melt into tears of a thousand streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance "I am!"

May this prose translation help to illuminate the most distant course and that training that is the most intricate which indeed leads to the utter simplicity of a tune that you so hum (I-am-He--soham), now always and forever more!

Gray Writer