I am happy twice:
Once when my saviour-heartBecomes the interpreter for
My stupid mind,Once when my saviour-vision-eye
Stops me from looking atMy imperfection-vital.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 28, Agni Press, 1982
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