And when it comes, it brings everything.
It makes the trees green and the sky blue.
And it fills us with the most precious thing there is, called life.
Because it comes, I am a husband, an uncle, a father, a friend.
And when it stops coming, I'm not a husband, an uncle, a father, or a friend.
I am nothing.
And when it comes, not only does it bring all those things,
but it brings something else that is priceless:
It brings joy.
It brings peace.
- Prem Rawat ( Maharaji )