Ganga sati.

Ganga Sati, the saint-poetess of Gujarat, did not write for fame or prestige. She sang for the soul. Her bhajans carry echoes of eternal truth — about life, the Guru, detachment, and the divine Name. They remind us that while the world distracts, the Satguru awakens. Let us listen to her words and let them seep into the heart.

On the Glory of the Guru

સાંજ સમય બિરદાવું ચરણે, ગુરુના ગુણ ગાવા રે…

મેળયો ગુરુ ભાવે, એના લીધે પામ્યો રે પ્રભુ પાવન નામ…

Sāñj samay biradāvũ charaṇe, gurunā guṇ gāvā re…

Mēḷyo guru bhāve, enā līdhe pāmyo re prabhu pāvan nām…

At twilight I offer my heart at the Guru's feet, singing his glories…

Blessed is the moment I found the true Guru; through him, I attained the purest Name of the Lord.

Ganga Sati reminds us: without a true Guru, the soul wanders in illusion. The Guru gives us the key to inner light.

On the Soul's Nature

આ જીવ તો હાથનો પંખી, ગુફા ગગનમાં પંખેરું…

પિંજરામાં બંધાય નહી, જો સમજણ હોય નયણેરું…

Ā jīv to hāthno paṅkhī, gufā gaganmā̃ paṅkherũ…

Piñjarāmā̃ bandhāy nahī̃, jo samjaṇ hoy nayṇerũ…

This soul is a bird in the hand, its nest is in the sky-high cave…

It cannot be caged in the body or world — if only the eyes awaken with wisdom.

 The soul is not of the earth. It longs to return to the sky — to its source. Ganga Sati calls us to look inward.

On the Illusion of Wealth

માટીને જે માન્યું મોતી, એ કેમ સાંપે રત્ન રે…

Māṭīne je mānyũ motī, e kem sā̃pe ratna re…

One who mistakes mud for pearls — how will they ever receive the true jewel?

If we value temporary pleasures over spiritual truth, how can we expect lasting joy?

On Death and Remembrance of the Divine

મૃત્યું આવે ત્યારે ના કાંઈ કામ આવે ધન દોલત,

એટલે સદાય સ્મરો શ્રીહરિનું નામ…

Mṛtyu āve tyāre nā kāī kām āve dhan dolat,

Ēṭale sadāy smaro Śrīharinu nām…

When death approaches, wealth and gold are of no use —

So always remember and chant the Name of the Lord.

 All must pass. But those who cling to God's Name leave the world smiling.

Ganga Sati’s words are not to be merely sung — they are to be lived. Her voice still flows like a sacred river, calling every heart toward the Guru, the true Self, and the Lord’s Name.

Let us sit in silence, as she once did under the stars, and repeat the sacred truth:

> "Hari naam ek soṅgo, biju na saṅga doṣ…"

(The Lord’s Name is my only companion — all else leads to bondage.)