When I love the steps of my thoughts,
My life becomes a series of calamities.When I love the flights of my will,
My life becomes a series of daring visions.When I love the boat of my life,
My life becomes the divine compeerOf perfection’s heights.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 1, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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