The same stream of life that runs through my veins

Purplerays

The same stream of life that runs 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 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.
.

Rabindranath Tagore – Gitanjali 69

Text & image source: Johanna von Bernus‎ @THE CELESTIAL SANCTUMhttps://www.facebook.com/groups/celestialsanctum/

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Author: dreamweaver333

I love to listen to the whispering of spirit.