Kathamrita Volume II - Swami Vivekananda

Only when the mind is intoxicated, can oneattain the crimson feet of the Divine Mother.Thakur’s state of ecstasy relaxes somewhat. Hestops singing and is silent for awhile, then hegets up and sits down on the smaller cot.The Pundit is charmed to hear the songs. Hesays to Thakur humbly, “Is there going to beany more singing?”After a short time Thakur resumes singing –Song –Song –The kite of my mind was soaring high up in thesky of the feet of Mother Shyama.The rough wind of misdeeds made it fallcircling to the ground.Maya’s pull made it heavy and I could not raiseit again.It became entangled in the string of love forwife and children.Alas! The framework of jnana [of the kite] isrent. One may pull it upwards, but it falls down.It has lost its bow, so how can it fly? The sixpassions [14] have overpowered it.It was tied to the string of bhakti. Whileplaying, it fell into illusion.O Nareschandra! Rather then weep or laugh, itwas better not to have played at all.This time I have given my whole mind.I have learned divine fervour [15] from one well