When you pray,
Think of a lost child within youCrying helplessly.
When you meditate,Think of a morning flower
Smiling and smiling,Radiating its beauty
And offering its fragrance.This is how you can make friends
With your soulAnd fly with it infinitely higher
Than the confines of the mind. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 56, Agni Press, 1983
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