Saturday, 3 March 2012

The same stream of life by Rabindranath Tagore

The same stream of life

that runs through my veins

runs through the world

and dances in rhythmic measure.


It is the same life

that shoots in joy

through the dust of the earth

into numberless blades of grass,

and breaks into tumultuous waves

of leaves and flowers.


It is the same life that is rocked

in the ocean cradle

of birth and death,

in ebb and in flow.


My limbs are made glorious

by the touch of this world of life;

and my pride is from

the life throb of ages

dancing in my blood this moment.

(The most Inspiring Poems: edited by Abhay K)

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