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Sunday, March 6, 2016

Only my Beloved can save me


Burning... burning.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Helpless, tossed about, waking once every few days and feeling myself and my shakti faded, asleep, covered with dust from miles of bad bad bad road.

I remember every time I yearned my whole life, the many faces and forms of The Beloved that I ached for, the memories coming up, pushing my thoughts aside.

Perhaps only my Beloved can save me.

My Beloved as Shree Guru.


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