The Living Durga –divine Mother Saroda. Poem by Subrata Ray

The Living Durga –Divine Mother Saroda.


Pains from water level of my well,
Writhes to rise and tell the tale,
Of the Living Durga in Durga’s image,
That vibrates from Mother Saroda’s rage.

The earth and the Heaven bow heads,
The saints and Avatars rise from Samadhi’s beds,
The devotees and wises with folding hands,
Stand in queue to sing in brands,
The advent of Mother Saroda.

Lord Sri Ramakrishna looked upon Her as Mother Divine,
Swami Vivekananda worshipped Her as Living Durga shines,
And all that know the truth of creation,
In her feel the frenzy of divine commotion.

Pray to her, hour by hour and seek bliss to be righteous,
Pray and pray for a joyous mind, pray for Her divine touch.

Pray to Her to ring out the wild wings of evils
Pray to her to erase the Vice dominated devils
Pray to Her for devotion and self submission,
Pray and pray to Her the riddle of Maya’s solution.