Below are a poem and a video that I am grateful for. The connection between the two is the poem. The beautiful music in the video is set to the poem. I once taught a Sunday School class that did a service project of collecting shoes for a non-profit, Save Their Soles. We used the video to engage the congregation. There were probably 200 or so people dancing during the service. I read the poem as opening words this morning for a Cancer Support Group I belong to. I want to share the below with you as I am grateful to you for reading this blog.
I am also grateful to the the many people I know in recovery who share their lives with me whether they made their last bet minutes ago or 50 years ago. They are a part of my own recovery whether they realize it or not.
The 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
~ Rabindranath Tagore; from Gitanjali (Song Offerings)
Nobel Prize for Literature 1913*
in peace and love