Mother Divine, Maa, our entire being lies prostrate at Thy Feet in a surrender of all that we are conscious of. Maa, may we grow in Thy Consciousness and Light so that we may see things as they truly are and not as our hopes and desires, fears and opinions, passion and emotions makes us perceive them. Maa, may the outer appearances of things mo more deceive us. Within us as well as in this world of appearances, may we perceive Thy wonderful Presence everywhere and in everything.
Maa, ugliness is a mask hiding Thy untainted Beauty. Death is a mask concealing Thy Immortality. Evil is a mask holding back the good it must release one day. Darkness is a mask shielding us from the intensity of Thy Light. Strife is a mask covering Thy Face of Immutable Peace. Suffering is a mask Thy Delight has worn. Division is a mask overlying Thy Unity. Disharmony is a mask preparing us for Thy true harmony. Unhappiness is a mask diminishing Thy Joy. And behind it all is the radiant splendour of Thy Love constantly pouring itself from the highest heights, Thy Love surging outwards from the deepest depths, labouring ceaselessly to transform the masks into what they are meant to be, the figure of Thy rapturous divinity.
Maa, may all masks be transformed into Thy unalloyed purity and the free, unhindered play of Thy Bliss.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
