The Relevant Quotation

Thou blessed mother of the universe. Shed thou Thine haloed light on us. And merge our finite into Thine infinite For, are we not sparks of Thy light? Reinforce thy field of action with The spirit of duty and devotion, The seeds of contentment will then grow And bear the fruits of external bliss. Harness the oxen of Twin-breath To plough the field day and night. Lash them on to work hard With the Kumbaka whip; Arise awake and work, on to see. That not a patch remains unploughed. Sow thou the seeds of contentment To grow the Crops of bliss! (a) Sudama, the Jiva, friend of the Lord arrived Thither went God Sudharshan to receive him And Sudama, the Jiva resigned himself to His care! (b) Rukhmini takes, Radha to her Palatial home And Lord Krishna, Sudama, the Jiva to His! (c) Parmanand will only relate, what is happening; Shiva will free the Devi of her ego and pride. And the story is long enough wherein Sati gallantly, meekly and innocently Consumes herself in the fire; (d) Presently was heard a sound; It was the musical flute-call of His (Lord Krishna) Though the note came from afar, Yet it seemed to come from near by Allured by the musical note, the daughters Rushed out bewitched and, The mothers followed; (e) None but the Lord (Krishna) is seen there, He is seen alone making love with Himself, None but he, and he alone Is seen all around; (f) The Gopies of my mental dynamics (Flashes of my desires, aptitudes and likings) Are absorbed in Thy thoughts and, Maddened by the bewitching lure Of the sweet call of Thy flute, they Overcome the innateness of The pulls and counter pulls Of the senses and, Forgetting their self and non-self, they Run to Thee, O Lord, Follow Thee and seek Thee and Thee alone;