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When You enter my life for the sake of showering love, even though in an ordinary, worldly form, I shall not look at You with contempt nor treat You with ridicule; but beholding You very self shall love You; O Honey of my life, I shall surely love You.

        When You enter my life for the sake of showering love, with an ardent desire for deliverance and happiness of heaven or fear from bondage, downfall and agony of hell, I shall never show indifference to You and walk away to the forest; but shall pleasantly taste your bewitching beauty and bathing in the heavenly nectar of Your love breathe lightly; O Honey of my love, I shall breathe merrily.

        I am convinced You will hide the fundamental self of Yours.  But I shall never make mistake in recognizing It – Your beautiful, charming, luminous like dawn, and vibrating with fervour, Form.  In whatever place and dress You offer You love to me, recognizing Your very Self in that disguise, I shall love You.  Beholding You in the woman-dancer in the temple or in the strolling woman-beggar I shall love You, O honey of my life, I shall surely love You.

(From Shri Yogeshwarji's book entitled 'Tunes unto the Infinite')