I want to be a thought or an emotion which directs the muscles of cheeks to be pulled apart to take the shape of a beautiful smile. I want to be the thought which raises the level of the reservoir in tear glands and forces it to overflow with happiness. I want to be the thought which directs some extra blood towards cheeks and makes it appear blushing, when one meets one’s life partner for the first time. I want to be the thought which forces the lungs to take a deep breath while standing in a pine forest. I want to be a thought which keeps the eyelids wide open while looking at a beautiful flower. I want to be the thought which irons out the folds from the forehead when one puts on spectacles to read clearly. I want to be the thought which makes the skin pores protrude, while standing in the first rain after summer. I want to be a thought which forces the vocal cords to express exclamation, while looking at a river winding through the valley. I want to become a thought which expresses itself to the bearer as the only thought which contains in itself all love and happiness possible on this earth.