Mother Divine, Maa, offered at Thy Feet are all our hopes and aspirations, our fears and our longings, our strengths and our weaknesses. Take them all, all, all, O Mother and transmute them by Thy touch into pure gold and diamond.
Maa, we are raw materials that have emerged from the earth through the long process of natural evolution and the action of the forces of Nature. For all its possibilities it is still a lump of clay. But Thou hast accepted this lump of clay and it is Your touch upon us that fills this mud and dust with the supreme hope that one day Thou wouldst breath Thy Consciousness into this mud and turn it into living gold for Thy use.
O supreme Alchemist, offered to Thee is all we are with the faith and aspiration that Thou wouldst make us useful for Thy Service, fit for Thy Work, and through it make us into what Thou wouldst want us to be.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
