The touch of joy I sense at the core of light,
I know it for certain that my soul is not distinct from it.
From the same original luminous source
With the holy current of consciousness
I have been baptised,
Victory has anointed my forehead,
Intimating my heritage of immortality;
I have the right to be identified
With the supreme Self
In a marvelous world,
I have access to the way of Joy.
[ arogya, "Convalescence", No. 32, 1940]