Mother, Make Me Free
O my mad Mother, come, come!
Your mad son is crying for You
Mother, make me free from all bondage-shackles.
Mother, my only aim is to proclaim Your victory
and manifest Your light.
Therefore, keep me not in the thick of attachment
And illusion-forest.
Excerpt from “Supreme, Teach me how to surrender” by Sri Chinmoy
Copyright © Sri Chinmoy 1975
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