What does every sunset and sunrise remind us of? What does every passing minute tell us? Bhagawan lovingly reminds us today.

In the beginningless and endless stream of time, night and day, summer and winter, roll on endlessly. The term of living beings diminishes every day. While being carried forward in this flood, man is surprisingly unaware of his fate; he never spends a thought on his fast-declining life-term; he is blind in his ignorance. Riches and wealth are short-lived; office and authority are temporary; and the life breath is a flickering flame in the wind. Youth is a three-day fair. Pleasures and fortunes are bundles of sorrow. Knowing this, if man devotes this limited term of life to the service of the Lord, then, he is indeed blessed. Seek refuge at the feet of the Lord even before the life-breath flies out of the cage of the body. It is an open cage! Any moment, the bird may fly into the outer regions. That is the fact.