My Lord Supreme,
Are You displeased with me
Because I have not
Cheerfully surrendered myself
To Your Will?

“My child,
I am not displeased with you,
But the real reality in you
Is your soul.

“Each day when it sees
That you are not making
Your cheerful surrender
To My Omniscience,
And Omnipotence,
Your soul carries unnecessarily
An elephant-weight,
A volcano-frustration
And a tornado-destruction.

“My child,
Each second
Either you surrender to My Will
Or I surrender to your stupidity.

“I can go on surrendering to you,
But if you do not surrender
To My Infinity’s Compassion-Heart,
Then each day
Is a failure-cry of your soul,
And I shed endless tears
With your poor soul.”