A thin layer of divinity in each
Is always present- my mother said,
So I see, so I see, I understood
That thou art the living consciousness.
Spread across everywhere
Reachable and unreachable
Like the subtle space or my breath,
Thou art there, the Divine Consciousness.
For who can ever catch you
Or who can dare to know you, Maa
When you have spread yourself
In the everlasting vastness here-
Of all that I know and I don’t.
And if you are the Living Consciousness
Then, the layer is surely in me too.
How else can I think or do
Whatever I may or I won’t.
The Living Consciousness penetrates
Into the heart of thinking too-
Good or bad, sad or mirth,
Comfort or not- Thou art Thee!
And yes, Maa, I am a part of you!
I live in your space
And I think by your grace-
This body functions to survive a life-
Bliss, tears and bounty.
Oh Swami! I am thankful,
My sincere obeisance to thee!