Will that day dawn for me, O Divine Mother, when uttering Thy name will bring floods of tears, to inundate the drought land of my heart and burst open the dark gates of my ignorance? Oh, then, in the lake of my gathered tears will grow the lotus of luminous wisdom: All darkness in my mind will be dispelled. O formless, all‐pervading Mother Divine, come to me in the form of tangible kindness! Take me away from these shores of millennial sadness.


122. Satisfy My Soul-Hunger