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.
Excerpt from “My Flute” by Sri Chinmoy
Copyright © Sri Chinmoy 1974
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