My Lord, my Lord, my Lord,
Do bless me with
Your last-minute Advice.

"My child, My child, My child,
The higher you think of Me,
The longer you think of Me
The deeper you think of Me,
The sweeter will be your heart,
The purer will be your mind
The easier will be your self-giving to Me.
My child, there shall come a time
In the very near future
When you will come to realise
Who you truly are:
You are the Beauty of My Dream,
You are the Fragrance of My Reality."

SFL 43. 26 December 1994, Kathmandu, Nepal