How long more shall I cry, Mother?
How long more shall I cry, Mother?
How long shall I cry
In a dark room alone, loving You?
You know my secret thoughts,
You know my heart's eagerness.
Why does dark death torture me every day?
How long will You delay, Mother?
How long will You delay?
As Jesus had Mary,
So are You my World-Mother.
Excerpt from My Flute by Sri Chinmoy
Copyright © Sri Chinmoy 1975
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