God’s Melodies Compel Mystical Union. {152.}

Radhasoami Dayal Ki Daya

Radhasoami Sahai

May Compassionate Radhasoami Shower His Grace

May Radhasoami Help

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Radhasoami!

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Yes, this is it,

quite tantalizingly close, anyway.

The whirl subsides,

the Beauty draws.

Mystically dancing by the very 

edge of limited human reality; 

as the ego gets beheaded,

I eerily slide off it,  

into the abyss that contains

heavens yielding their unalloyed truths.

The fulcrum that governs life,

the seat of the soul,

God’s aspect nascent within me,

face to face with God,

reborn into a functional force.

I transcend life’s measly bondage,

gliding among the eternal skies

of infinite awareness, consciousness, and

the bliss of reclaimed Home.  

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Radhasoami!

Progress in Vital Sphere Awaited. {66.}

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Radhasoami!

The sanctified Satsang Hall in Dayalbagh
is currently being expanded and renovated.

Blessed are the Satsangis who have
Mercifully been Permitted to
contributed any money for this Seva.

I naturally feel greatly elated and proud
at any progress being made
in any sphere of Satsang,
perhaps much more than others
because our religion
is in my very breath and blood.

However, I cannot help feeling
that something is yet missing.

If an unshapely person dons
the latest designer brand clothing,
if an ugly lady wears jazzy jewellery,
elegance and beauty remain distant.

I hope I haven’t been
too harsh in my judgment.

Our religion is the world’s hope
for peace and salvation,
but if Satsangis themselves do not
reform, evolve, prove worthy, deserve Grace,
such external progress would be meaningless,
lost, prove in vain.

I humbly pray to Radhasoami Dayal
to Help and Ensure
that internal reform and evolution
among the Satsangis
also matches and keeps pace
with the progress being made
in other spheres of Satsang.

A pure and beautiful Satsangi soul,
reflecting inner beauty of the spirit,
and manifesting strength of the soul,
a refinement in values, polished character,
who lives in this world,
setting an example of how
Your Children ought to live,
moving closer towards Your Gloriousness;
Satsangis are yet far removed
from this ideal,
and only Your Grace
can work such miracles.

Radhasoami!
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