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THE TYRANNY OF REBIRTH

 

Mother, how often will you drive me round and

round the Wheel of Being, like a blindfold ox that

grinds the oil? Binding me to the log of the world,

you urge me round incessantly. For what guilt have

you subjected me to six oilmen? After wandering

through eighty lÄkhs of rebirths, in form of beast and

bird, still the door of the womb is not closed to me,

but sorely hurt I come again. When the child weeps,

uttering the dear name of Mother, then the mother

takes it in her lap. Throughout the whole world I see

this comes to pass, I alone am excepted. Crying

DurgÄ, many sinners have attained to pardon.

 

Take this binding from my eyes, that I may see the

Feet which banish fear. Countless are the evil

children, but who ever heard of an evil mother?

 

Mother, this is the hope of RÄmprasÄd, that at the

end I may find station at your Feet.

 

Ramprasad Sen