Is this Tagore's poem?

Tagore wrote this poem in his prose poem Firefly (1926), which is the most widely known poem, just like Sanmao's allusion to himself, and I can't put it down:

There is no trace of wings in the sky, I have flown.

I left no trace of my wings in the air.

But I'm glad I've flown. )

This poem is the first manifestation of Tagore's most precious and profound wisdom. Although I like to interpret it as: there are no traces of wings in the sky, but birds have flown. However, the meaning and rhyme are the same. What I want to express is a way of seeing the world. Sad years always inspire Tagore's creation. For example, Tagore wrote, "The world runs on the strings of an indecisive heart and plays melancholy music." The world rushes over the strings of the lingering heart, playing the music of melancholy. However, Tagore also embraced respect and love for life, nature and everything.

Just like after the storm, in the early summer morning, I opened the bedroom window and saw a cool and clear morning. ..... Usually the weak stream rose for no reason, quickened its pace, and sang a clear and loud song. ..... The sun falls on the leaves, and the leaves are hung with water drops, which are particularly bright and set off the leaves in a transparent color. Tagore welcomes all lovely things, so life is so transparent and clear in Tagore's eyes!

Tagore looked at the world, and he wrote, "I looked at the swaying branches and missed all the greatness." I looked at the swaying branches and thought.

When he was sad, he prayed, "let me imagine that among the stars, there is a star that guides my life through the unknown darkness." Let me imagine that there is something like a star that guides my life through the unknown darkness. Just like Tagore saw that there were no traces of wings in the sky, he told himself that I had flown and hugged, so I had no regrets.