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"One of my Favorite Spiritual Poet"
Nisya Shakti

​(27 August 1931 – 11 October 2007)

When your love is pure or spiritual, 
there is no demand,no expectation.

Our mind thinks of death.
Our heart thinks of life
Our soul thinks of Immortality.

Death is at once
The end of the body’s
Old journey
And the beginning of the soul’s
New journey.

I know I will love death.
Why ?
Because death too
Is God’s creation
And because death reminds me
Of the existence of her sister:
Infinity’s Life immortal.

Death is not the end. Death can never be the end.

Death is the road. Life is the traveler. The soul is the guide.

Life is a journey.
Death is the continuation of the journey.
Heaven is a temporary rest.
For the commencement and fulfilment
Of a new life, a new hope
And a new promise.

God is beyond definition. But according to one's own vision or receptivity, one will define God in one's own way. Some will say that God is all Love. Others will say that God is all Power. Each one will see God according to his own necessity, his own receptivity and, finally, according to the way God wants him to see the ultimate Truth.

There is no yawning gulf between man and God. 
Through his aspiration and meditation, 
Man can become conscious of his oneness with God.

Everybody has God inside, but not everybody is able to see God within. One can see God only when one cries for Him. Those who cry for God and pray to God can realize God.

​The Absolute

No mind, no form, I only exist;
   Now ceased all will and thought;
The final end of Nature's dance,
   I am it whom I have sought.

A realm of Bliss bare, ultimate;
   Beyond both knower and known;
A rest immense I enjoy at last;
   I face the One alone.

I have crossed the secret ways of life,
   I have become the Goal.
The Truth immutable is revealed;
   I am the way, the God-Soul.

My spirit aware of all the heights,
   I am mute in the core of the Sun.
I barter nothing with time and deeds;
   My cosmic play is done.

I did not come into the world to prove anything. I came into the world to love everyone and everything.

Life is nothing but the expansion of love. 
We can cultivate divine love by entering into the Source. The Source is God, who is all Love.

When your love is pure or spiritual, 
 there is no demand, no expectation. There is only the sweetest feeling of spontaneous oneness with the human being or beings concerned.

Quotes on Peace

Can be achieved
When the power of love
The love of power.

No price is too great to pay for inner peace.

My inner peace
Does not select anybody,
Does not reject anybody.
My inner peace
Always self-givingly projects itself.

A moment's truth
Can and shall make the world beautiful.
A moment's peace
Can and shall save the world.
A moment's love
Can and shall make the world perfect.

If you have inner peace, nobody can force you to be a slave to the outer reality.

If we can invoke Peace and then offer it to somebody else, we will see how Peace expands from one to two persons, and gradually to the world at large.



Music knows no frontiers.
It is free all-where.
Its contribution to emotional integration,
Human and divine,
Can never be fathomed.

Music is the language of God. God's language, 
music, is not like mathematics or geometry.
 It is a language of love. If we love music, that is enough.


O Light of the Supreme!O Beauty non pareil, O Beloved,
Do burn the fire of beauty and splendour
   Within my heart.
By loving You, eternally beautiful I shall be.
May Lord Shiva’s destruction dance
Destroy all shackles of the finite.
May the Light of the Supreme inundate me,
My heart, my heart, my all.
Having loved the Infinite,
The heart of gloom is crying 
   For the bloom of Light.
O Life Infinite, give me the eternal hunger,
The tiniest drop will lose its raison d’etre
In the heart of the boundless ocean.
In fire and air Your Life of the Spirit I behold.
O Beauty, O Beauty’s Gold,
O Light of the Supreme!

Excerpt from 
My Flute

Quotes on Compassion

Compassion, compassion.
My earth-compassion
Feeds my sacrifice-flames.
Compassion, compassion.
My Heaven-compassion
Feeds my satisfaction-sun.
Compassion, compassion.
My God-Compassion
Feeds my perfection-goal.

God’s Compassion-Eye
Makes me a millionaire.
My happiness-heart
Makes God a multi-millionaire.

God’s blessingful Compassion
Is determined to end
Even the last vestige
Of human pride.

My Lord, connect my heart-wings
To Your Compassion-Eye-Light;
I shall fly and fly far beyond
The domain of ignorance-night.

Frustration mounts
When Compassion fades

Sooner or later

Compassion and justice
Need each other.
Compassion needs justice
For newness-light.
Justice needs compassion
For oneness-delight.

Oneness is complete
Only when compassion
Is infinite.

The Master’s feet
Are made of compassion.
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