936. Mother, Grant Me More And More Faith. 160408 Poem by Raman Savithiri
936. Mother, Grant Me More And More Faith. 160408
Mother, grant me more and more faith
Though misfortune chases me till death.
Faith is never experienced in lucky days,
But it comes when I tread fateful ways.
When on lucky peak climbing so high,
People talk heartily about faith and joy!
Mother You teach me the real meaning
Of faith in gloomy life with no blooming!
Though You shut me in dark room;
Though You beat me by ugly broom;
I have none other than You to cling upon.
Faith on You is enough to go on and on!
Let each of my step stumble on sorrow;
I gain vigor again from faith the marrow.
Your names chanted with flowing tears,
Stretch faith roots that my heart bears! 160498
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4/18/2024 3:14:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Unless we have blind faith in the Universal Mother, who is an embodiment of love and kindness, we will not have salvation in this life. Our rational mind always questions the ways of God/Goddess, thus breaking our faith in them. Matha, Pitha, Guru, Deivam-Mother, Father, Teacher and God-are the four guides, who are, in fact, Godsend boons to us. Your poem speaks well of this faith, which we should have in abundance.