Mother's Darshan

August 1999

To kneel before her silent, alone with God

On the borders of a supramental world,

And shake the dross accumulate of years

Exposed to her all one's past unfurled.

To suffer the divine outpouring force

And open wide the inner doors to feel

The swift infusion of Her sudden Grace

That turns the weak and wavering will to steel.

In a frail bent frame the sole omnipotent Power

Leaned to touch our heads and shake us free

From the shackles of our unremembered past

Our fate and grandiose satiety.

Behind this Mother the light of the cosmos trailed

As all our vaunted knowledge slipping, failed.