Songs of the Soul -- Paramahansa Yoganansa

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Invisible Mother

 

O Thou Mother of all,

Be Thou consciously receptive to my prayers.

All that I know, I know through Thee;

And Thou knowest all I know,

So Thou knowest my prayers.

Knowing thee, feeling Thee constantly,

I know Thou art I, I am Thou.

The little wavelet of me has vanished in Thee.

 

Thou alone didst exist

Before Thy maya waves appeared;

And Thou alone dost exist now, and ever shall -

Naught is, that is not Thee.

Formless, impersonal Thou art;

The Unseen, omnipresent.

But I want to know Thee also, and forever,

As personal.

 

In the gaze of my devotion I behold Thee:

Sometimes as Krishna,

sometimes as Christ,

Personal, visible - imprisoned

In the little form

Hidden within the temple of my love.

 

O Mother Invisible, as Thou didst freeze

Thine Unseen Infinitude

Into the sea of cosmic finitude,

Do Thou appear to me

In visible, living form,

That I may adore and serve thee.

I want to see Thee, the Ocean of Life,

With and without Thy ripples of finite creation.

O Creator of all things, I want to worship Thee

As both personal and impersonal.

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie