|Every moment sings of love and beauty.|
If such gifts are yours, what must you give?
Dance, dance through the gardens of your duty,
And be a blessing by the way you live.
Let go your self , and all your schemes and pleasures,
And leave them with your shoes outside the door.
Do the things that bring life's greatest treasures
Here, with your forehead on the floor,
And know for certain whom this gift is for.
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