A man of sorrow thinks
That there can be nobodyWho will surpass him in suffering.
The fire of suffering dances inside his heart.A man of joy feels
That he alone is happy.There can be nobody else
Who can have even an iota of happiness;He alone is flooded with happiness.
In my abode of lightI shall receive boundless peace
The day I forget the attachment-bondageOf happiness and sorrow.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 5, Agni Press, 1976
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