66. The Dancer

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Yesterday

I danced with Life.

Life does not know how to dance well.

Today

I am dancing with Death.

Death is a hopeless dancer.

Tomorrow

I shall dance with God.

We both will be able

To teach each other. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Sound Becomes. Silence Is, Agni Press, New York, 1975
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