I slept and dreamt

I slept and dreamt that life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold,
service was
joy.
~
He who wants to do good knocks at the gate;
he who loves finds the gate open.
~
I have spent my days stringing
and unstringing my instrument
while the song I came to sing
remains unsung.

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