<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=17838" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>LXIX</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day<br>runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.<br>It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth<br>in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of<br>leaves and flowers.<br>It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and<br>of death, in ebb and in flow.<br>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.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rabindranath+Tagore">Rabindranath Tagore</a> from <i>Gitanjali</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=17838" data-title="LXIX de Rabindranath Tagore" data-description="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 ..."></div> </div> </div>

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