12. Why, My daughter, why?
Father, I love Your Eyes.
“Why, My daughter, why?”
Because they elevate my heart-breath.
Father, I love Your Hands.
“Why, My daughter, why?”
Because they protect my earth-life.
Father, I love Your Heart.
“Why, My daughter, why?”
Because it feeds my Heaven-soul.
Sri Chinmoy, Nothing Is Impossible, Agni Press, New York, 1984
