Smiling and smiling,
Whispering and whispering,Singing and singing,
Dancing and dancing,Our birthdays descend
From the highest HeightOf Delight-flooded Heaven
And stand before us here on earthTo tell us that God wants us to be
His most powerful soldiersAnd His choicest children.
```28 August 2004
New YorkFrom:Sri Chinmoy,My Race-Prayers, part 2, Agni Press, 2006
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