Posture. Chin up. Eyes to the ceiling.
Never regret your immeasurable feelings.
Remember the blessings that you are counting.
They are worth the hurdles that you’re surmounting.
Every minute of every day, I want you to pray.
Submit to Allah, give thanks to Yahweh.
And to Buddha, you know you are made of no self.
So be faithful to you in sickness and in health.
For you must stand proud as judgment comes nearer.
Remind yourself of you when you look in the mirror.