A poem by Aju Mukhopadhyay
20, Padmini Thottam, Kurichikuppam,
Pondicherry-605012
One in our faith
Out of the womb of time she was born
A divine consciousness in mortal form
She was our earthly Mother who knew herself
From the age of five, the divine incarnate.
‘Dealing with the ignorance in the fields of ignorance’
Partly veiling and partly unveiling,
‘Even the movements of Ignorance are herself.’
‘Her wrath is immediate and dire
against treachery and falsehood and malignity.’
‘Her anger is dreadful to the hostile.’
Sometimes ‘A divine disgust seizes upon her and she withdraws.’
‘Carelessness and negligence and indolence she abhors.’
‘Some she raises up and some she casts down
or puts away from her into the darkness.’
When the heavenly Mother, as the yogi visioned her in ‘The Mother’
Comes down into her earthly counterpart
She becomes a many faceted diamond with myriad moods
Sometimes graceful sometimes thunderous clouds.
Many a weakness, many a doubt she overcomes
To cleanse the heart, to purify the person
On whom she ever casts a glance.
With ‘Crude surface notions of omniscience and omnipotence,’
With a ‘Mind shut in the prison of its half-lit obscurity’
One cannot follow ‘Her many-sided freedom of the steps.’
A superstitious devotee sans apt wisdom
Creates her blind image in his whimsical heart.
The divine and the earthly Mother are One in our faith.
‘Her love is as intense as her wrath
and she has a deep and passionate kindness.’
‘To be close to her is a profound happiness.’
We live basking in her Sunshine
Protected and rejoiced by her divine smile.
Out of the womb of time she was born
A divine consciousness in mortal form
She was our earthly Mother who knew herself
From the age of five, the divine incarnate.
‘Dealing with the ignorance in the fields of ignorance’
Partly veiling and partly unveiling,
‘Even the movements of Ignorance are herself.’
‘Her wrath is immediate and dire
against treachery and falsehood and malignity.’
‘Her anger is dreadful to the hostile.’
Sometimes ‘A divine disgust seizes upon her and she withdraws.’
‘Carelessness and negligence and indolence she abhors.’
‘Some she raises up and some she casts down
or puts away from her into the darkness.’
When the heavenly Mother, as the yogi visioned her in ‘The Mother’
Comes down into her earthly counterpart
She becomes a many faceted diamond with myriad moods
Sometimes graceful sometimes thunderous clouds.
Many a weakness, many a doubt she overcomes
To cleanse the heart, to purify the person
On whom she ever casts a glance.
With ‘Crude surface notions of omniscience and omnipotence,’
With a ‘Mind shut in the prison of its half-lit obscurity’
One cannot follow ‘Her many-sided freedom of the steps.’
A superstitious devotee sans apt wisdom
Creates her blind image in his whimsical heart.
The divine and the earthly Mother are One in our faith.
‘Her love is as intense as her wrath
and she has a deep and passionate kindness.’
‘To be close to her is a profound happiness.’
We live basking in her Sunshine
Protected and rejoiced by her divine smile.
(c) Aju Mukhopadhyay, 2003
