Love

Listen to the tale of love, O loving soul!
Serve the Guru with love and devotion
  And sacrifice yourself to his darshan again and again.
The words of the Guru captivate the disciple’s heart,
  As the sweet babbling of an infant thrills a doting mother.
As a man in love adores his sweetheart,
  A gurmukh is enraptured by the form of his Guru.
Eating or drinking, sleeping or awake,
  Or going about the business of life,
  The Guru’s form never leaves his mind.
He feels the pangs of love
  As if an arrow were constantly piercing his heart.
A gurmukh who has cultivated such love for the Guru
  Will realize the supreme purpose of life.
Until a disciple is inspired
  By this kind of love for the Guru,
  He should be considered worldly and self-indulgent.
The manmukh just drifts through life,
  Belonging to no one.
How can he obtain spiritual wealth?
Radha Soami proclaims to one and all:
  Hold fast to Guru’s hand now – in this very life.
_{Soami Ji Maharaj, Sar Bachan Poetry}