Tagore, the poet, was Bengali. Do they speak/write Bengali? I think that is right, but am not sure. Anyway, every Unitarian minister I have ever been inspired by has quoted Tagore at one time or another. A truly great man and writer.
I’m still lovin’ your blog and your journey. Thanks for all you do, Gianna.
Deborah
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beautiful…what language is the original?
thanks for the translation!
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Stream of Life
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 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.
Dear Gianna,
Here’s the poem in english – lyrics for matt’s wonderful dance.
Hi,
Tagore, the poet, was Bengali. Do they speak/write Bengali? I think that is right, but am not sure. Anyway, every Unitarian minister I have ever been inspired by has quoted Tagore at one time or another. A truly great man and writer.
I’m still lovin’ your blog and your journey. Thanks for all you do, Gianna.
Deborah
beautiful…what language is the original?
thanks for the translation!
Stream of Life
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 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.
Dear Gianna,
Here’s the poem in english – lyrics for matt’s wonderful dance.