It is our aim to find God, but our intellect cannot grasp Him, He can only be reached by our heart.
Man is perishable, life lasts but for four days. We are travellers in this world, today we are here, tomorrow we must leave.
Some sleep until the last day of their life, some yearn to find the Beloved.
We have not met God, our Beloved, yet. Had we met Him, the flower of our heart would blossom.
Do not ask me when I have met God, my Beloved. Only my heart and God knows, nobody else. It is a secret between Him an me.
Lovers only can understand my love for Him, the world does not. My Beloved has an unexhaustable treasure, why should I crave for riches?
I received the treasure of the Almighty, my Beloved. It is the most valuable thing in the world.
Praised be the Gardener who created this garden of Kirpal Sagar, which is full of love. God resides in it.