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With praying hands I face the sun, feeling love and joy in my heart.
I stretch up my hands and let the sun fill me with warmth.
I bow before the sun's radiance and place my face to the ground with humble respect.
I lift my face to the sun and then remember, to achieve such heights, I must be as the dust of the earth.
I stretch up towards its light trying to reach the greatest heights and again surrender.
I stand tall as I remember the true sun is within me.
-- Ancient Verse, author unknown