Excerpts from: "GITTANJALI LXIX"
(Rabindranath Tagore 1861-1941)
The stream of life runs thru my veins night and dayRuns thru the world
and dances in rhythmic measures
It is the same life that shoots joy thru the dust of the earth
Breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life
that is rocked
in the ocean-cradle of birth
in ebb and flow
Made glorious
by the touch
of this world
of life.
Dancing
in this moment.....
PHOTOGRAPHS 2020
Rona in a Pot Spencer on a Bench
Gintanjali: Sacred poems. Tagore received the Nobel Prize in 1913. Gitanjali is in the public domain. Translated from the original bengali. Beautiful , beautiful words.
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