This morning
God came to his soul and said:“What are you doing?”
His poor soul said to God:“Father, I am just covering
The imperfection-holesOf my body, vital, mind and heart.”
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 4, Agni Press, 1998
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