
In the realm of true connection and grace,
Satsang transcends a religious space.
It’s not just congregations, minds astray,
But a profound company that lights the way.
Satsang emerges with beauty profound,
In a person, a mind, an object spellbound.
In the pages of books that wisdom imparts,
In melodies and poems that stir our hearts.
Satsang springs forth from a child’s innocent smile,
From the fragrance of flowers that spans a mile.
In the stars’ gentle gleam, as they shimmer above,
And atop a hill, with pure air, we find love.
It’s in these moments, Satsang takes flight,
Uplifting our souls, filling us with light.
For in the company of beauty, we’re embraced,
And the essence of Satsang is truly traced.
Guchi