The Medium: May grace always carry me to your heart and leave my soul delighted, as in this moment. When love, like a wave, overwhelms me, those blessed moments are the jewels of my life.

You see what love pushes you to do. You write, in that special state, what you otherwise could not; do not take anything out. Love carries; it gives wings and another dimension to existence. Such intense moments are not frequent. When the soul exults in that way, for short moments, the world no longer exists.

Thank the two hearts that are dear to us for this deeply felt poetry.

May they be blessed. Poetry and love must be able to express themselves, this world is singularly lacking in them.

We will not insist any further; you need rest. Meditate, my child.

Babuji