For Mother’s Day

In dense darkness, O Mother
by Vivekananda

In dense darkness, O Mother,

Thy formless beauty sparkles;

Therefore the yogis meditate in a dark mountain cave.

In the lap of boundless dark,

on Mahanivana’s wave’s unborn.

Peace flows serene and inexhaustible.

Taking the form of the Void,

In the robe of darkness wrapped,

Who art though, Mother,

seated alone in the shrine of samadhi?

From the Lotus of Thy fear-scattering Feet

flash Thy love’s lightenings;

Thy Spirit-Face shines forth

with laughter terrible and loud!


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