Will that day dawn on me, O Divine Mother, when the utterance of Thy name will cause a flood of tears which will inundate the drought of my heart, and burst the dark gates of my ignorance? Then, in the lake of my gathered tears will grow the lotus of luminous wisdom, and the darkness of my mind will be dispelled. O formless, all-pervading Mother Divine, come to me in the form of tangible kindness, and take me away from the shores of sadness.
from Whispers from Eternity
by Swami Yogananda