Thou lovest, O Mother Divine, to dance the dance of destruction.
Thou dost shatter fragile mortal flames in Thy war-dance of destruction, to show, smilingly, that our souls remain unbroken.
With Thy mercy Thou dost scale the hardened, mud-encrusted cover of delusions coated over us.
Since Thou lovest the dance of devastation, Mother, I have cremated all my desires, frailties, weaknesses and finiteness, forever and ever, and joined Thy dance of destruction of all evils.
O Mother, since now nothing more is left of my finiteness for Thee to destroy, dance in me Thy Dance of infinity and of love, instead.
from Whispers from Eternity
by Swami Yogananda