THE HAND OF TIME

 THE HAND OF TIME

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FROM THE THOUGHTS OF HH SHRI BHOLA NATHJI THE GREAT SPIRITUAL LUMINARY WHO GAVE PEACE AND BEATITUDE TO COUNTLESS SOULS RELIEVING THEM OF THEIR ILLS AND SORROWS, AD WHO STILL HELPS US AND GUIDES US FROM HIS CELESTIAL PLANE IN THE HEAVENS

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There stand by the wayside ruins of an age gone-by monuments, decayed and wasted. The storms of time passed over these pillars.

Look upon these pillars and these walls,

O’er which the storms of time have played,

The marks high, and the colours sublime,-

Stand they in isolation with shrouds of soot and mud.

The relentless hand of time did buffet them

And under its blows did they fall.

Stand they in silence now, speaking the language of time

With walls cracked and shivering, rocks ground to dust

In silence speak the walls and in silence lie the dwellers,

In silence lie the Kings and Queens, in silence, the Emperors.

They, who upon the floors did walk

Lie beneath them now, speaking the language of time

Gone are the echoes of laughter heard in halls,

Gone, too, the tread of walking feet

And gone, too, they who laughed and walked,

Gone, they with all their pictures, gone, they with all their wealth.

Look! Heavy rest the stones that contain these –

Dwellers of this palace and that, heavy and silent hangs the veil.

Fearful is the Present, fearful too, the Past,

For o’er them all rests the hand of time,

The hand that sweeps in a stroke the Kings and Monarchs,

The rich and the poor, the living and the dead,

Look again upon these remnants of ages past,

Look again upon rotting beauty and taken life.

Look again upon these scenes of decay;

Gone the players, gone the play,

Gone the potter, and gone the clay.

Gone the time – who else could stay?

All these did pass and more;

All this shall pass and more, of this be thou sure.

How long, O, man thy life in this flow, how long thy stay?

How long thy silly fancies, thy accumulation of wealth?

Get thee done thy REAL work which alone will endure,

Make haste, lest the boat slip away and thou lose sight of shore!

Leave not for tomorrow what thou wouldst do today anymore.

ESTABLISH A RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD. BEFORE THE FUTURE COMES. LEAD A RIGHTEOUS LIFE THE WAY HE WANTS YOU TO.

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