Like the Tree I shall bow down.
Like the mountain I shall forgive and keep my head high.
Like the mother I shall allways remain awake.
Like the heart I shall always worship.
A confidence- heart and an assurance-mind
Are undoubtedly two immortal
Boons from above to humanity
You can transform
The hurtful pressures of your life
Into delightful pleasures
Just by telling yourself
That the world around you can easily exist
And even prosper
From ‘Wings of Joy’ by Sri Chinmoy
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