Into the depth of wilderness in Sonajhuri, Bolpur-Shantiniketan, West Bengal
“That on a wild secluded scene impress
Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect
The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
The day is come when I again repose
Here, under this dark sycamore, and view
These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts,
Which at this season, with their unripe fruits,
Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves
‘Mid groves and copses. Once again I see
These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines
Of sportive wood run wild:”
Lines quoted from one of my most favorite poems, which I can relate to this theme – LINES COMPOSED A FEW MILES ABOVE TINTERN ABBEY by William Wordsworth.