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Om Tat Sat

Ma, Ma, MA 

Your blessings are so plenty

The muse of mind just empty

But consciousness

Is cosmic grace

To shower those with faith

Your love is felt

To ego melt

To know the truth

of human race

You operate in all

In most you are asleep

Your children love you deep

Awaken those who seek

To know their souls

Are pure gold.