That most beautiful lady of liberation,
Dispels the darkness that obscures Realisation.
Whatever labours fate forces you to complete,
Cherish as pure gold the worship of her lotus feet.
In her presence, don't raise ego as `I',
Or a glimpse of her face she'll surely belie.
If you remain subject to her domination
She will unite errant jiva with Self Realisation,
Harmoniously and with blissful delight,
Embrace her at heart with all of your might.
Let your life in a state of Oneness and bliss,
Be a model for others they never dare miss.
So be One with Lady Mouna deep in the heart,
The best possible dharma, till death do us part.