Mother Divine, Maa, the more the power of love becomes impersonal and universal in us, the more it becomes independent of all outer situations and circumstances as well as independent even of the inner conditions. There is no doubt a personal element in it, the play of personal relationships but these too stand against the background of this vast impersonality independent of all outer and inner conditions. It remains forever in spite of everything, even if the person turns away or even becomes hostile. It is unshakable, rooted in the security of the Divine. It is freed from the clutch of the satisfactions of the ego and desires. Its fragrance lasts forever and its beauty grows with passage of time.
Beyond this is Thy Divine Love, O Mother, the Love that leans from the highest heights to the lowest abyss. But of this human tongue can hardly speak.
Maa, prepare us for receiving and expressing this love which alone can turn all bitterness and quarrel into a harmonious unity and a marvel of joy.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
