Dear mother figure, -love incarnadine,
With no worldly attachment you were born,
To know the self by loving God, you sworn,
To accept the Will of God, and let float the boat,
In the stormy seas of life, with one mission,
And till the goal is reached, -you fight on.
Life, -to you revealed its mystery and meaning,
And by Japa, meditation, prayer, and service,
You make your body as the purest temple of God,
So as the inert mind dies, -and the mother Divine awakens.
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