Even if infinite eyes of mine made a single blind
person see; I would consider my life to be endowed,

Even if infinite ears of mine made a single deaf
person hear; I would consider my life blissfully
divine,

Even if infinite legs of mine made a single maimed
person run; I would consider my life higher than the
sacrosanct skies,

Even if infinite smiles of mine made a single orphan
oblivious to the definition of pain; I would consider
my life richer than all wealth assimilated on this
planet,

Even if infinite voices of mine made a single dumb
person speak; I would consider my life to be as
celestial as the dancing fairies,

Even if infinite muscles of mine made a single
deprived person strong; I would consider my life in
perfect synchronization with the divine master who had
created it,

Even if infinite teeth of mine made a single old
person scrupulously chew his meals; I would consider
my life achieving the ultimate it had been created
for,

Even if infinite hair of mine made a single shivering
person regain his warmth; I would consider my life
more tenacious than any storm,

Even if infinite shadows of mine made a single person
brutally widowed find a home; I would consider my life
as sacred as the lap of my heavenly mother,

Even if infinite salutes of mine made a single person
shamefully slithering on the ground feel like a king;
I would consider my life the most cherished gift
wandering on this Universe,

Even if infinite tears of mine made a single satanic
person accept the chapter of humanity; I would
consider my life a beautiful flower whose essence
never withers,

Even if infinite fantasies of mine made a single mad
person wholesomely blissful; I would consider my life
a paradise on which the angels tread,

Even if infinite tunes of mine made a single lost
person remember his impeccable childhood; I would
consider my life more privileged than countless more
births to unveil,

Even if infinite droplets of my blood made a single
wounded person bounce back to euphoric life; I would
consider my life to be the most treasured gold on this
fathomless earth,

Even if infinite days of mine made a single slaved
person see brilliantly infallible beams of sunlight; I
would consider my life in splendid harmony with the
marvelous fruits of mother nature,

Even if infinite kisses of mine made a single
lecherous person savor the goodness of care; I would
consider my life bereft of the tiniest of acrimonious
thorn,

Even if infinite hearts of mine made a single
monotonous person love; I would consider myself more
blessed than the saints meditating for years in
obsolete wilderness,

And if infinite breaths of mine made a single dead
person rhapsodically galloping under the sky and fully
alive; I would consider my life more marvelous than
Omnipotent spirit of existence and COMPLETE….

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