Mother Divine, Maa, moments and days and years fly like dreams carried on waves of Time through ever changing scenes and shifting hues and shades of life. Yet behind all this change, this mutable world where everything changes yet nothing does, there stands behind, within, above an immutable Silence from which all seems to emerge in the flux and the flow. Each day is a new emergence, each moment a new expression of this vast Silence that permeates all creation, bathing it, supporting it, sustaining it as the stable basis for the drift and the dance. And behind it all, behind the change and the silence, it is Thou, O Mother who is pushing all towards their predestined purpose that none knows. It is Thou who has entered through the Silence into the heart of the ever-expanding Space and the ever-moving Time giving it the secret Impulsion. Without Thee, Space would collapse as if nothing and Time would cease to be. Thou hast entered the heart of all creatures, from the tiniest to the largest, from the atom to the galaxies as their secret Source of all power and will-to-be, as the hidden delight that moves all in a linked dance of creation. Thou hast entered into these countless phenomenon and activities from the little twitch and twinkle to the surging of tides and the tremendous revolutions that upset the fixed order of things.
Maa, all is Thyself, all is Thy Beauty, Thy Power, Thy Glory, Thy Light, Thy Love. Without Thee we would be mere dust, in fact mere nothing. With Thee, one can be anything that the faith and aspiration fix themselves upon and Thy Grace sanctions.
Maa, all is Thyself, all is Thee, there is nothing else but Thee.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
