Gitanjali Poem no. 69 || Summary and Analysis

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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.

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
Gitanjali Poem no. 69

Summary

      The poet is singing a song of vitality, growth, life and immortality. He is proud of kinship with other creatures on the earth. God is omnipresent and immanent. He has His presence in every object of His creation in countless forms and guises. The soul of all the worlds, the universal soul dwells somewhere in each creature of His creation. The poet says that life that runs through his veins is similar to other countless objects of Nature. The same vitality is flowing in the grass on the earth, the flower and the leaves which are waving ana sounding joyfully. The whole Nature is dancing with joy, melodious expression and with the rejoicing spirit of pride. They are happy that they are a part of divine creation, a manifestation of the Supreme self. He is always there in the ebb and the rise of tide.

Critical Analysis

      The song of life is celebrated by the poet. He is happy being a part of His creation and he enjoys the kinship with the other objects of creation. His life is an expression and manifestation of the Divine in him. He is happy that he is a part of inevitable life that has gone on through the ages. He is aware of the ultimate truth of God's presence in every object of His creation and being a part of His creation he finds immortal, immanent, supreme power in himself.

"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."

      The poet speaks of the all pervasiveness of the spirit of God. The same life runs through the veins of man. It shoots in joy through the dust of the earth. It is the same life that makes leaves and flowers tumultuous. According to poet, the world, the nature is activated by the same life that animates him. As Wordsworth says that the soul of Nature and soul of man both are derived from the universal soul. The life, joy, vitality given by Him shoots joyfully out of the earth in the form of numerous blades of grass and breakes into energetic waves of leaves and flowers. The poet is proud of his life, his kinship with Nature. Life is an expression of the divine in him and also because it connects him with the life that has gone on through the ages. The life in him is an indication of divinity and immortality in him.

Annotations

      Rhythmic: Musical. Tumultuous: Passionate. Riotous: Rocked. Ebb: The receding of the tide. Life... throb of ages: The life which has been going on through ages.

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