{"id":824,"date":"2007-04-24T18:51:25","date_gmt":"2007-04-24T18:51:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.srichinmoypoetry.com\/library\/the-dance-of-life\/"},"modified":"2015-02-16T20:52:26","modified_gmt":"2015-02-16T20:52:26","slug":"the-dance-of-life","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.srichinmoypoetry.com\/?page_id=824","title":{"rendered":"The Dance of Life"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"dance-of-life-part-1\"<\/span><\/a>The Dance of Life is a series of 1,000 poems in twenty volumes that Sri Chinmoy<\/a> wrote in 1973 between March 23rd and June 20th.<\/p>\n

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My Inner Pilot discourages me<\/strong><\/p>\n

In the morning
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from bitter complaining.<\/p>\n

In the afternoon
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from constant competing.<\/p>\n

In the evening
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from useless brooding.<\/p>\n

At night
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from fruitless dreaming.<\/p>\n

In the afternoon
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from constant competing.<\/p>\n

In the evening
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from useless brooding.<\/p>\n

At night
\nMy Inner Pilot
\nDiscourages me from fruitless dreaming.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\u00a0– Sri Chinmoy, The Dance of Life, part 3<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

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Yet You are fond of me<\/strong><\/p>\n

God, I am absent-minded;
\nYet You are fond of me.<\/p>\n

God, I am negligent;
\nYet You are fond of me.<\/p>\n

God, I am insecure;
\nYet You are fond of me.<\/p>\n

God, I am impure;
\nYet You are fond of me.<\/p>\n

God, why are You so fond of me?
\n“My child, I am fond of you,
\nBecause
\nYou try,
\nBecause
\nYou cry.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

– Sri Chinmoy The Dance of Life, part 3<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

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A yawning gulf <\/strong><\/p>\n

A yawning gulf between
\nMy vision-tree and my reality-plant.
\nA yawning gulf between
\nThe place I love to live and the place I live.
\nI love to live under the vault of heaven.
\nAlas, my existence lives
\nIn the valley of the shadow of death.
\nPeace has escaped my remembrance;
\nDelight, too.
\nBut I know a swing of the pendulum
\nWill change my face and fate.
\nMy surrender supreme
\nShall marry my dream-boat
\nWith my reality-shore.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Sri Chinmoy, The Dance Of Life, part 2<\/a>, Agni Press, 1973<\/span><\/p>\n

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I am learning<\/strong><\/p>\n

I am learning the art of listening.
\nI wish to be an eternal student.
\nI am learning the art of believing.
\nI wish to be an eternal believer.
\nI am learning the art of serving.
\nI wish to be an eternal servant.
\nI am learning the art of becoming.
\nI wish to be
\nThe father of my silver dreams.
\nI wish to be
\nThe son of my golden realities.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Sri Chinmoy, The Dance Of Life, part 2<\/a>, Agni Press, 1973<\/span><\/p>\n

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Real hopes<\/strong><\/p>\n

The heaven of real hopes
\nArches over me.
\nSurrender, the master in me,
\nKnowledge, the servant in me,
\nAre together playing.
\nThe heaven of real realities
\nStarts my unfailing engine: Truth.
\nThe heaven of real realities
\nGenerates my illumining electricity: Love.
\nMy sure will moves the world within;
\nMy pure thought moves the world without.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Sri Chinmoy, The Dance Of Life, part 2<\/a>, Agni Press, 1973<\/span><\/p>\n

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In quest of the satisfaction-queen<\/strong><\/p>\n

His life was an infinitude of quest.
\nSatisfaction denied him her presence.
\nHelpless he was.
\nMiserable he became.
\nAt last a blue bird
\nFrom deep within lovingly announced:
\n“Argue not with your brooding self.
\nSatisfaction-queen will be yours.
\nYour meditation shall shake hands
\nwith God-manifestation.
\nGod-manifestation shall shake hands
\nwith your perfection.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Sri Chinmoy, The Dance Of Life, part 2<\/a>, Agni Press, 1973<\/span><\/p>\n

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Never shall I fail<\/strong><\/p>\n

Failure
\nIs not falling down.
\nFailure
\nIs desiring to live
\nWhere I have fallen.<\/p>\n

I cry for Heaven.
\nTherefore
\nNever
\nShall I fail.<\/p>\n

I try for earth.
\nTherefore
\nNever
\nShall I fail.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Sri Chinmoy, The Dance Of Life, part 8<\/a>,
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