Oh Lord! The jest that Thou have played
with us through immemorial time,
playing the game of hide and seek,
without the end-goal visible to sight
has played havoc with us.
But again, Thou ever compassionate,
ever vigilant, ever merciful,
by descending in our midst as The Mother,
have come to take us by our hands
and lead us to the end.
Death! You have no sting now,
for you are a mere chapter
that has got to be closed,
if one has to move on to the finale grande !
