You send down the rays of a New Sun 
Penetrating our brain, every cell of our body.
As our surrender grows,
You pour Yourself more and more into our heart, mind, body and soul
And become the luminous , blissful, compassionate Sovereign of our life.

When we feel the thrill of immortal bliss in all touches,
When we see nothing, no one but the auspicious divine Presence,
The unique Reality, the ever triumphant Sweet Mother

Then, and then only we are free.


When She is with us, everyday becomes spring-paradise
With flowers, colors, perfumes, laughter,songs, dance and divine rapture.
O Mother, may we cease to exist and become enchanted harp in Your hands.