The Golden Hour has come! Heaven's Gate ajar!
Thes voice is sweet as honey
Hived by Heavenly bees from Paarijatha trees!
His call is clarion clear!
O! 'Tis thrilling, 'tis filling rapture in the soul,
Flowing like the Ganga, freeing the bound,
Yielding rich reaping, for just ploughing and sowing
Welling and swelling like Gersoppa Falls,
Thursday, October 22, 2009
God – Your True Friend
When devotees pray to Bhagavan(GOD) sincerely making all their actions as offering to God, they will certainly receive appropriate grace from the Divine…Keeping God as your guide and saviour,
Love Never Hurts; Love Heals the Hurt
One morning, the Holy Prophet did not receive his usual shower of garbage as he was passing by her house. So he stopped and looked up; he did not find the woman on the roof. This worried him because he thought something must have happened to. So he knocked at her door. “Who is it?” asked a feeble fainting voice. “Muhammad Bin Abdullah” was the reply. “Can I come in?”
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