Whisperings from my Beloved

The Love of Thee oh Lord Kirpal flows through our hearts and etched upon our souls this sacred vow.

All of me is sacrificed for Thou beneath Thy bower which bears Thy generating fruits of Spiritual Greatness we rest in complacent bliss and depthless joy. The realisation oh mighty Lord oh Master that tis’ Thee Who smites the jaws of death and makes ‘the Spring Eternal’ a precious gift to us.

What more perfect Ashram hast’ Thou bestowed upon the Jiva than the Ashram that lies within the Tisra Til. What better Mecca or pilgrimage to travel then the one unto Thy Golden Lotus Feet.

We need no more – nor want for want of wanting. Yearning for Thy Lotus Feet Guru Dev is yearning enough and greatest story told is of Thy making the story of the making of our souls.

Oh mighty Sat Purush Anami – Flawless Pearl of greatest price within our treasure chests – Kirpal Magnific Supreme All Glorious – make me Thy prisoner, I hunger to be Thine for evermore – for evermore …

Astra