Although the months away from home extend I know the Grace is present with me now, My prayer is that unconsciousness may end And to my Lord and Mother I do bow In humble reverence; They have taken me Into Their arms holding up this soul That all my life a consecration be To the Avatars to whom I offer all This life and all my lives still to come Partaking of the sacred mystery Finding my place in Their eternal home In a tiny Ashram by the Bengal sea. May all my songs be songs eternally Of praise, and may I serve Them loyally.
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