Amma, were You the white mist in the room that took shape and gave me hope?
Were You the ethereal being that seemed to reach out to me?
Were You the one who touched my hand?
Were You the one who whispered that everything was going to be ok?
Were You the one who made me feel a deep desire to be with You?
Was it You who made me cry out of an overwhelming desire to be in Your presence?
Did You make the ache unbearable and the tears hot?
Was it You who gave me a glimpse of a moment we connected?
Was it You who took my hand and assured me I was safe?
Did You embrace me as only a Mother could?
Was it You who gave me friends who've grown into family?
Wasn't it You who taught me to fold my hands in gratitude and prayer?
Wasn't it You who has taught me to take life one failure at a time?
Wasn't it You who has given me an unending ladder of success?
Wasn't it You who has taught me to keep the faith, always?
Om Amriteswariye namah!
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