Mother Divine, Maa, we have neither any virtues nor any special capacity. A bundle of imperfections we lie at Thy Feet seeking Thy refuge, Thy shelter, Thy Mercy and Thy redeeming touch that saves, liberates and transforms.
Maa, we have neither the strength nor the intelligence to walk the long and difficult way. We simply hold Your hands, the helm of your dress and seek Your Grace to reach the goal You have shown us.
Maa, we know not good nor evil anymore. Divested of all merits, disrobed of virtue and vice, we lie at Thy doorsteps waiting for Thee to open the doors and let us in into Thy Home of delight where all sin and evil cease, where grief and suffering enter not nor hearts are dismayed.
Maa, we know not any yoga, nor tapasya or askesis, we know not any mantra nor tantra nor meditation deep. Sitting at Thy Feet we simply gaze Thee athirst for the nectar-drops of Thy Smile that keeps us going and growing in Thee.
Maa, nothing we seek but Thee, Thy Will to fulfil in us and in all, Thy Light and Grace to lean and lift us up from our fallen state, Thy Love to transform and heal.
In Thee we seek our refuge sole, in Thee we seek our sole relief and release from all bondage to ignorance and suffering.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
