A Plea from Soami Ji Maharaj

Open the window of my heart
  and show me what lies within.
A hard struggle has left my mind exhausted,
  none of its efforts have met with success.
You are all-powerful, what can you not do!
Then why this delay in coming to help me?
I am buffeted by the waves of pain and pleasure –
  why have I still not achieved my goal?
Be merciful to me now, my Lord,
  and raise my mind and soul to the inner skies.

My evil mind doesn’t feel the separation –
  please grant it the gift of love.
It puts no faith in what is true and permanent,
  but hankers after ephemeral pleasures.
It craves indulgence in carnal passion
  and has no taste for the nectar of Surat Shabd.
How can I explain to the mind?
How can I make it understand?
It doesn’t absorb the Master’s message.

There is something peculiar in the make-up of this mind,
  it has neither love nor longing for Shabd.
Trapped in birth and death, how can it be saved
  when it refuses to board the Master’s ship?
It is punished and kicked around in the world,
  and after death it will go to hell, thrashed by Yama.
It will have to endure numerous such miseries
  if it doesn’t listen now but goes astray.

You are the persuader in every heart, O Master!
Why do you not call back this soul in distress?
No one but you really belongs to me,
  for in all the four planes of existence
  I see no one else, only you.
Show me your mercy now, Radha Soami.
Carry me safely across the ocean – in any way possible.
_{Sar Bachan Poetry}