The same stream of life
that runs through my veins
runs through the world
and dances in rhythmic measure.
It is the same life that shoots in joy
through the dust of the earth
into 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 flow.
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 at this moment.
~Rabindranath Tagore
All good things must come to an end - some sooner than later. And I am telling you this because As Within has come to a close, at least for now. It's been a lot of fun, and I have very much enjoyed sharing these pictures and the inspiring quotes to go with them. If you are curious to know why this blog is on hiatus, you can visit this post at shirleytwofeathers. Each person who visited here is deeply appreciated. Thank you so much for giving me an audience and (on my worst days) a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Stream of Life
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