My Last Word

My last word You will hear.

With this hope

I still exist on earth.

Let me dance in Your Heart always,

In the nights of sorrow and in the days of joy.

I feel that the torture of happiness is more painful

Than the torture of sorrow,

For when I am in joy I forget You;

I hurt your heart.

From “My Flute”  by Sri Chinmoy

© 1972 by Sri Chinmoy - All rights reserved 

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