There are moments when the Presence' graciousness Enters, the body feels a sleepiness And suddenly it passes into sleep, Awaking slowly and within the deep And calm-filled instant becomes quickly aware That all this world is in the Mother's care, There is nothing that we need fear on earth For when She touches us there is no dearth, No emptiness, our consciousness is filled With peace, the vital's restlessness is stilled. With quiet joy we know that all is well, No need of heaven or the falsity of hell.
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