Squirrel, my squirrel,
You served the Lord RamaWith your devoted service.
You carried grains of sandWhile he was building
His famous bridgeTo fight against Ravana,
The force undivine.He has made you immortal.
You carry his nameOn your heart.
Your service-gloryIs far beyond the death-dart.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Animal Kingdom, Agni Press, 1973
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