When he looks at the beauty
Of the morning sky,He thinks and feels
That God the DreamSuits him best.
When he looks at the power
Of the midday sun,He thinks and feels
That God the SoundSuits him best.
When he looks at the purity
Of the evening moon,He thinks and feels
That God the SilenceSuits him best.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 12, Agni Press, 1983
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