May every word you speak float down like a rose petal.

May every step you take tinkle like a silver bell. May every thought in your mind become a star in heaven. May everything you touch become flowers and fruits. May you be Infinity's infant and suckle on Her sun-breast. May sunbeam and moonbeam be the twin ropes for your soul's swing. May every word you speak float down like a rose petal. (Blessings, pages 26) by Swami Veda Bharati