The first video plays a song based on this poem by Rabindranath Tagore:
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 this moment.
Is it beyond thee to be glad with the gladness of this rhythm?
to be tossed and lost and broken in the whirl of this fearful joy?
All things rush on, they stop not, they look not behind,
no power can hold them back, they rush on.
Keeping steps with that restless, rapid music,
seasons come dancing and pass away --
colours, tunes, and perfumes pour in endless cascades
in the abounding joy that scatters and gives up and dies every moment.
That I should make much of myself and turn it on all sides,
thus casting coloured shadows on thy radiance --
such is thy maya.
~~ Rabindranath Tagore ~~
