...for it a cloak of thick darkness of our stupidity and sins, find that our blood stirs in answer. ' The same stream of life that runs ' through my veins...that shoots in joy ' through the dust of the earth in number' less blades of grass and breaks into ' tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. ' It is the...

...for it a cloak of thick darkness of our stupidity and sins, find that our blood stirs in answer. ' The same stream of life that runs ' through my veins...that shoots in joy ' through the dust of the earth in number' less blades of grass and breaks into ' tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. ' It is the...

...„ XVII 245 „ XVIII 261 „ XIX 277 „ XX 293 „ XXI 303 „ XXII 309 „ XXIII 321 CHAPTER I ' The same stream of life that runs through my veins...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...

...spotless and serene. And that is why it may cover thy awful white light with its pathetic shadows. 69 • THE same stream of life that runs through my veins...through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle...

...spotless and serene. And that is why it may cover thy awful white light with its pathetic shadows. THE same stream of life that runs through my veins...through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers. It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle...

..." would'st thou have, my God, from the overflowing cup of my life ? " And again, echoing Kabir : " The same stream of life that runs through my veins...breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers." " Is it beyond thee," he asks, " to be glad with the gladness of this rhythm ? to be tossed and lost...

...Macrocosm. Then he will recognise that he is one with the universe. This is expressed by Tagone in : „The same stream of life that runs through my veins...breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers" 3). The basis of mysticism is unity. All seemingly dissimilar things are interdependent. If only we...

...Macrocosm. Then he will recognise that he is one with the universe. This is expressed by Tagone in: "The same stream of life that runs through my veins...breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers" 3). The basis of mysticism is unity. All seemingly dissimilar things are interdependent. If only we...

...l The song of the soul and the music of the spheres are but the expressions of the divine harmony. The same stream of life that runs through my veins...day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.1 The same spirit dwells in the most distant sun and in the darkest depths of the soul Nature...

...have forgotten, as the Gitanjali puts it in still another figure, that ' the same stream of life which runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measure ' Sir Rabindranath is almost Wordsworthian in his attitude to natural beauty, in his appreciation...