Mother Divine, life without Thee, without being aware of Thee is indeed a wasteland, a vain pursuit of meaningless things, an absurd tale without sense, a drifting show of objects in Space that are hollow without substance or any reality, like cinematic images floating on the mind’s screen.
And yet how strong is the grip of ignorance that we are impressed by the show and take it as real while forgetting even to look deeper for Thee who alone makes everything true and gives value to life. It is as if one is playing with the chaff while leaving the little grain of gold, Thy Divine Presence, unseen, unfelt. And yet once the grain is glimpsed and tasted we can never be satisfied with the husk alone. The grain of gold is perhaps hidden so carefully to spare man a premature effort which he may not be ready for. Even Thy hiding is a compassion and Thy revealing Thyself an even greater Grace.
But perhaps the time of the long preparation is over and man will more and more turn his gaze from playing with the mud to the stars and the sun from where we have come. The signs are to be found in the children of today in whom the grain of gold has begun to ripen and shine through the husk.
Grant, O Mother Divine that man may wake up, discover and know Thy Presence within and reslise that all his outer achievements remain incomplete and even illusory and vainglorious without Thee, like the husk without the grain.
May all have the joy of turning towards Thee, of breathing Thy atmosphere, of bathing in Thy Love, of discovering Thee. May all open to Thy Grace, O marvellous Reality, supreme Truth, the Source of all Peace and Love and Light and Sweetness and Might and Power and Strength and Beauty and Bliss.
Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa Maa
