through my veins night and day
runs through the world and
dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through
the dust of the earth in 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 of death,
in ebb and in flow.I feel 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.
from gintanjali by rabindranath tagore.
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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.
from gintanjali by rabindranath tagore.
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