When I was a rock,
God was proud of my adamantine will.When I was a tree,
God was proud of my untiring compassion.When I was an animal,
God was proud of my unyielding striving.When I was a human being,
God was proud of my heart’s crying.When I was a divine being,
God was proud of my accepting and rejecting,And my becoming and being.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Wings of Light, part 13, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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