Kathamrita Volume II - Swami Vivekananda

Mother.May I see your face and cry, “Mother, Mother.”Immersed in the sweetness of Bliss andConsciousness [1] , overwhelmed by the sleep ofthe Great Communion,May I gaze on You with unblinking eyes andretain Your form in my mind’s eye.I am frightened by the sight and sounds (of thisworld) and cry bitterly because of this fright.Hold me to Your bosom, having covered mewith the end of Your cloth, O Divine Mother.As Thakur listens to the song, he sheds tears ofdivine love and exclaims, “Ah! What feeling!”Trailokya sings again –O Hari, You are the destroyer of my shame.(Please fulfill my wish.)Who but You can save the honour of Yourdevotee, O Lord [2] ?You are the Master of my soul, the support ofmy life. I am Your slave forever.Bigger measure of kirtanI have made Your feet my haven. Giving up allideas of caste and ancestry, I have given up allfear and shame.Tell me, O Lord, where can this wayfarer go?Now I have lost reputation for Your sake. Howpeople in the world find frivolous fault withme!Because I love You, I am reprimanded at home.