When I blow the trumpet of the sky,
God smiles at me.
When I blow the trumpet of the earth,
God shakes hands with me.
When I blow the trumpet of ego-life,
God devours my pride.
When I blow the trumpet of God’s Silence,
God embraces my height.

Excerpt from ‘The Dance of Life Part 3‘ by  Sri Chinmoy

Copyright © Sri Chinmoy 1975

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