964. M A A ` A M R I T A N A N D A M A Y I ` D E V I! Poem by Raman Savithiri

As a second Himalaya She stands on India’s south tip;
As a second Ganges Her love flows for anyone’s dip!
As a second Moon She spreads wisdom around globe;
As a second Krishna She chooses pure hearts Her abode!

She is RamaKrishna an ascetic to merge in Kali;
Sri Sarada is also She, as purity has taken a form.
Vivekananda is also She in spreading ‘Sanadana Dharma’;
She is many in one – Amrita! , what an incomparable enigma!

Caste and creed take their wings in Her holy presence;
Waste and vain turn as craft in Her moulding hands;
Millions and billions are moved by Her unique hug;
She emits Love even to those who find only bug!

Life seems to be functional after having met Her eyes;
Her touch made valuable this body but a bunch of lies;
Even a thousands of times let Her touch. Will it bore?
When multitudes wait, the pain of parting, I must bear!

Maa, Come like a charged dark cloud to shower Your Love;
How long I sustain my little life in the desert of separation?
Days roll fast. My life goes waste without Your grace;
Delay not! Come quickly! ! I need badly Your embrace! ! !