When I Blow The Trumpet
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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