You come, come
And go seeing
The Dark, Dark Goddess
Into whose Hands
is this life and death,
O, come, come,
Do come
And go seeing the Mother,
Just for once
And once you see,
You will not like to go,
Will keep seeing,
Keep seeing
Her Rupa,
Rupa Divine!
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