The plan was perfectly drawn
nobody doubted it was flawed,
but every day and night added
particular effects on the sketch,
each changing season had a whim
that made a clear impact on it.
Even the most perfectly laid plans
need to be approved by spirits
the cosmos will incessantly unleash,
that in no way anyone can control.
The plans would never go wrong, I thought,
her invocations to the mysterious
forces of universe, alone make it happen,
in all humility now I realize!
Deeply I cherish, the feminine power,
that walks with me matching step to step,
in the true tradition of brahminical wisdom, I chant:
"Not for me, but all this sacrificial offering,
for the plants, animals and humans, the whole of universe.
Each and every speck in this limitless cosmos
is webbed together, for ever and aye,
Oh! the consciousness that pervades in all
the connecting stream flowing to the ocean,
be the lighted lamp, burning within,
dispel once and for all the darkness of ignorance."
Brahmin-The group of learned men who always sought wisdom and preserved it for society, considering it their prime duty.
Maha mantra--Great Mantra
