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Though bright like Sun, None has seen her really angry,
Never she fights for rights, She withdraws in right time
Nor yields to any wrong. An saves good time for all.
Mother of Compassion
You are beautiful, more beautiful, most
beautiful, O Mother of Compassion,
Beauty unparalleled in the garden of Eden. I am Your sweet infant child,
Day and night may Thy image abide Like Jesus looking far into the skies
In the very depth of my heart. From the lap of Mary.
Without You my eyes have no vision, You love me infinitely more
Everything is an illusion, everything is barren. Than anybody else.
All around me, within and without, Friends and neighbours wonder
The melody of tenebrous pangs I hear. At your loving preference.
My world is filled with excruciating pangs. I call You Mother,
O Maa, O my beautiful Maa, You call me darling.
O my Mother of beauty, in this lifetime I give You a sweet little smile
Even for a fleeting second, And kiss Your Feet again and again.
May I be blessed with the boon
To see Thy Face forever. O my mad Mother, come, come!
Your mad son is crying for You.
Every time I run away from You Mother, make me free from all
Every time I run away from You Bondage-shackles.
And come back, Mother, my only aim
I see Your Eyes Is to proclaim Your Victory
More illumining than before, And manifest Your Light.
And I feel Your Heart Therefore, keep me not in the thick
More forgiving than before. Of attachment and illusion-forest.
Sri Chinmoy
Rak Kare Ma Ekla Ami Jabo Jakhan
Amare karo ma shunya Mother, when I go away
Mother, do make me, my heart, Being angry with You,
Complete emptiness life Without telling You,
So that You can fill it with Your Beautys Light. Will You look for me?
Mother, capture me, my life I know I shall tremble in fear
Within and my life without. If I look behind and see
I know, I know, Mother, That You are running after me
My lifes teeming problems will be over To catch me with Your Hearts
Only when I far transcend Endless Affection-Compassion-Love.
My thought-world and my mind-world. If you call me, I know, Mother,
Sri Chinmoy I shall have to surrender to You.
If You smile, Your Smile will compel me
Chinta atite maner atite sundara To return to You.
Beyond thought and beyond the mind, Sri Chinmoy
O beautiful One, You abide.
Do fulfil this body, vital, mind and heart of Your blessing garland is my journeys road
mine. And victorys fulfilling satisfaction.
May I have this sense of fulfilment This hope of a tiny drop
In all my achievements, In the heart of the mighty ocean
Taking shelter at Your Feet divine. Will not be in vain.
Sri Chinmoy You are the Light of my eye
And the Friend of my sorrowful heart.
Japi madhu nam shudhu abiram I am Your Blessing-Compassion.
I repeat Your sweet name incessantly, Mother, You are the identification of my heart.
O Mother of mine. Sri Chinmoy
All that I have and I am in this life is Yours.
You are the only way leading me to my I come to you as a child to his mother.
supernal Goal. I come as an orphan to you, moist with love.
Sri Chinmoy I come without refuge to you, giver of sacred
rest.
Karo sundaro I come a fallen man to you, uplifter of all.
Make me beautiful, make me pure, I come undone by disease to you, the perfect
Make my faith unperturbed. physician. I come, my heart dry with thirst, to
O Eternitys Beauty, you, ocean of
Your Feet are my haven. sweet wine.
Do allow my heart Do with me whatever you will.
To blossom at Your Feet.
Sri Chinmoy
~ Everything is Your wish,Maa, You Whose
Amar Dake Amar Dake Dao Ma Ebar Sara
Amar
Wish I s Law.
Mother, this time do listen to my call. You d o Your own work ,
May Thy Smile of moonlight but people say , "I am acting. "
Enter into me. You make the elephant get stuck in mud,
May I be energised with the hope of the poet
And the silence-voice of the seer.
the lame man leap across mountains.
Mother, awake in me To some You give the heights of Indra ;
Your universal Love. others You push down t o hell .
May the flow of my river I speak the words You make me speak.
Proceed towards You
Singing Your Victory-Song.
You are mystic diagrams
Mother, I want not to be lost anymore. You are mystic words;
Mother, this time do listen to my call. You are the essence of the Tantrasara.
Sri Chinmoy
I know , I know, Mother : You're a woman
of stone . You dwell inside me ,
Because I think of You
I burn in pain.
yet You hide from me.
Ma, I wish I were the dust under Your fear- Displaying Your illusory power , You create
dispelling feet . many bodies,
with Your three qualities limiting the
Let's be girls , Ma, and play with dolls; limitless .
come int o m y playroom. Kind to some,
I will take the Mother's role, so I can teach You
how.
harmful to others ,
If You make one dull or wretched, hold him to You cover Your own fault
Your bosom; by shifting the blame to others.
who els e will ease his pain? Mother, I don't hope for enlightenment ,
One who get s no jewels and gems, Ma, at least nor do I wish to live in heaven.
should get his mother. I just want to visualize Your feet standing
Some will be quite naughty, in my heart.
others lie about inside their homes , but al l
play games of hide-and-see k
Oh Goddess Filled with Brahman , this is
(our world here has no death, Ma), My humble appeal: why do You harass him
crying as they leave at night, returning with the unnecessarily? What is Your intention?
morning .
This little boy,
You made him cry
You made him fear .
Now love away his fear, cease to make him cry
or casting You aside he'll run away .
When this play is finished lull him into sleep;
hold him in Your arms.
Najrul Islam
My Goddess
by Bill Turner
Please goddess
I pray to you
The Goddess
The Goddess goes by many names,
but answers to them all.
Each name leads to
a different meaning and aspect,
but she is the same in all of them.
No matter how you pray or meditate,
she is always there.