A day will come when we call Durga Durga
And tears will fall from our eyes.
Our heart’s lotus rises and blooms,
Our mind’s darkness is filled with light.
Then we will fall to the earth knowing,
Calling Durga will be our pride.
Then we will leave all difference,
All confusion will be gone.
And hundreds and hundreds of books of wisdom,
Durga is our True Light.
We are tools,
You are the craftsman.
We are houses,
You are the master.
We are chariots,
You are the driver.
Just as you drive,
So we run.
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