Mother Divine, Maa, enfold us in Thy arms of Mercy and Love. In this hard journey of man cutting through many a dark and dangerous spaces, through deserts and mountains, and forests that lure and gardens whose charm captivates and holds us back, through battle and surprise and ruse, through love crucified at the altar of loneliness and rediscovered in the joy of solitude, Thou hast carried us through it all, as our eternal Friend and confidante of happy and sorrowful days. Thou art the core and the circumference of our life, its head and base, the path and the goal, the eternal Support and permanent shelter and refuge.
Without Thee we are nothing and can do nothing. Without Thee we are simply circling around aimlessly like particles of dust whirling around by the winds while each seems that it is moving by its own power! What a grand illusion, Maa, take away this illusion forever and let us be fully conscious of Thee, of Thy Force, of Thy Love carrying us, moving us, impelling us.
Maa, let creation be carried in Thy arms of Mercy, cradled by Thy Love.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
