When I meditate on God,
My world becomes the sunshineOf Immortality’s Birth.
When I meditate on mankind,My world becomes the thick clouds
Of uncertainty’s life.When I meditate on my puny “I”,
My world becomes the destined danceOf blind destruction-flood.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 3, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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