Smile is a pleasing expression
Of a good and great heart
That makes him or her
Young and bold;
It rubs down growing wrinkles
Of sorrow and grief
From aging, bloated faces
Like the useless flakes of gold.
Just as a trusty touchstone
That tests a stone
To prove its worth intrinsic—
Whether a gem or iron stark;
A precious gem always glows
Beautifying a bare body
Or a lady's fingers
Like a moon in the night's dark.
Smile! Smile! O sullen heart!
For the smile is the reflection
Of a kindred soul;
Smile! Smile! Smile by heart
By body, mind and spirit
Smile only will make you whole.
- Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
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