Poem ‘Blessed Freedom’ by Peter Corden from 1992-0313 Sahaja Newsletter (Australia), Page 4

Locked in the cage of the mind
with the bars of conditioning
and the chains of Mr Ego
Spending the darktime with
the inmates of past sins

Haunted by old fears
or by tomorrow['s] uncertainty
Thy Age ends, the tunnel has no door
or light to spark up hope

Our Creator comes on the stage
Divine in disguise, looks just like us
But with Her Infinite LOVE SHE SAVES
Her compassion malts all the darkness

Spirit Awakens, shining the path to Heaven
Seeking you shall find

Find aid follow Her
Singing Her Infinite Glory and Praise
Nirmalites Nirmalites Nirmalites