We All Are
Hey you! Steeped in confusion, Pondering to escape to some heaven. But wasn't it you who chose To be here in the first place? Look again closely at each being Playing in this Great Cosmic Game: The roles we are choosing to play. Or so it mesmerisingly seems. Some are puppeteered by others More cunning and powerful Lurking in the dark shadows, Incognito, unseen, in control. To the receptive and restless, The key to true freedom's emergence Is to give yourself to a Force Infinitely Greater than anyone else's Including your puny little own. And who is this Being Grand In Earth's vast battleground? It is none other than Her The Supreme Divine Mother, The One we call MahaShakti, The Object of Surrender and Bhakti, The Source Creatrix of us all Awaiting Her child prodigal To re-member, in Yoga offer all. Only She can truly make you blossom To your full potential, reborn, Playing your unique potent part For the divinisation of Planet Earth. But "Where is She?" you as...