The Divine child - AK

Oh! Most noble child of the Crazy Kali,
Your soul is poetic and your song is mystic
But why doubt your own Mother?
She who is worshiped by the Trinity
and who is Divine Love personified
Will she forsake her own child?
Nay, Never, Not once in an eternity.

How can ignorance catch hold of thou?
Thou has risen from the Womb of Perfection
From Perfection is born Perfection
and what remains is only Perfection
So have declared the glorious seers of yore
who drank the holy milk of the Vedas.

You weep for your Mother
Who protects you in her very bosom
Shun this misery and bother
Arise, Awake and Shine
from the deep slumber of Maya,
You are Divine!  You are Divine! You are Divine!

-AK