The document expresses the author's view that their life would be considered complete and blessed if they were able to use hypothetical infinite parts of their body to help those in need. Specifically, the author states that if their eyes, ears, legs, smiles, voices, muscles, teeth, hair, shadows, salutes, tears, fantasies, tunes, droplets of blood, days, kisses, or hearts were able to help the blind see, deaf hear, maimed run, orphans feel joy, the dumb speak, deprived feel strong, old chew, widowed find home, shamed feel like a king, satanic accept humanity, mad feel bliss, lost remember childhood, wounded bounce back to life,

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Even if infinite eyes of mine made a single blind person see; I would consider my life
to be endowed,
Even if infinite ears of mine made a single deaf person hear; I would consider my life
blissfully divine,
Even if infinite legs of mine made a single maimed person run; I would consider my
life higher than the sacrosanct skies,
Even if infinite smiles of mine made a single orphan oblivious to the definition of
pain; I would consider my life richer than all wealth assimilated on this planet,
Even if infinite voices of mine made a single dumb person speak; I would consider
my life to be as celestial as the dancing fairies,
Even if infinite muscles of mine made a single deprived person strong; I would
consider my life in perfect synchronization with the divine master who had created it,
Even if infinite teeth of mine made a single old person scrupulously chew his meals; I
would consider my life achieving the ultimate it had been created for,
Even if infinite hair of mine made a single shivering person regain his warmth; I
would consider my life more tenacious than any storm,
Even if infinite shadows of mine made a single person brutally widowed find a home;
I would consider my life as sacred as the lap of my heavenly mother,
Even if infinite salutes of mine made a single person shamefully slithering on the
ground feel like a king; I would consider my life the most cherished gift wandering on
this Universe,
Even if infinite tears of mine made a single satanic person accept the chapter of
humanity; I would consider my life a beautiful flower whose essence never withers,
Even if infinite fantasies of mine made a single mad person wholesomely blissful; I
would consider my life a paradise on which the angels tread,
Even if infinite tunes of mine made a single lost person remember his impeccable
childhood; I would consider my life more privileged than countless more births
to unveil,

2. Even if infinite droplets of my blood made a single wounded person bounce back to
euphoric life; I would consider my life to be the most treasured gold on this
fathomless earth,
Even if infinite days of mine made a single slaved person see brilliantly infallible
beams of sunlight; I would consider my life in splendid harmony with the marvelous
fruits of mother nature,
Even if infinite kisses of mine made a single lecherous person savor the goodness of
care; I would consider my life bereft of the tiniest of acrimonious thorn,
Even if infinite hearts of mine made a single monotonous person love; I would
consider myself more blessed than the saints meditating for years in obsolete
wilderness,
And if infinite breaths of mine made a single dead person rhapsodically galloping
under the sky and fully alive; I would consider my life more marvelous than
Omnipotent spirit of existence and complete.