My Inspiration - Poem

My Inspiration

When coming onto this path, giving my head,
Your way of life is what I read.

A life without discipline is a life not worth living,
A life without Naam, you just carry on sinning.

Nirbaan Keertan was the way of your life,
Piecing many souls, just like a knife.
Today that Akhand still exists, in the Jatha it persists.
Singing Gurbani through the night,
Like a lighthouse shining bright.
Rainsabhai Keertan, they were called. Divas Sohela they then installed.

Not a second was wasted, always attuned in pure bliss.
Doing darshan of Gursikhs was never given a miss. - Through ‘Rangle Sajjan’ I experienced this.

The books you wrote to help us understand,
What to achieve while on this land.
‘Andhitee Duniya’ – the unseen world, was seen, all by yourself.
Explained in deatil through ‘Sachkhand Darshan’ and gave the readers a mystical sensation.
‘Gurmat Bibek’ controlled my life, only so I could please my wife.
‘Gurmat Lekh’ and ‘Gurmat Veechar’, cemented my believes by far.
So many books, still yet to read. I wonder, if it will sprout my seed.

The cruel world you left behind.
Where you meditated on the Divine.
Is where I’m stuck, you left me behind! – The magical world I’m searching to find.

As Kaljug is at its peak, Naam is the only saviour to feel mystique.
The 5 thugs are looting the Amrit inside, killing the soul bride subside.
Now is the time to load the canon to kill the thugs with Amrit Bachan.
Adorn yourself with armour of Kamaaee and never be attacked from these sudhaeies.

As you lived your life – I also try to live that life.
What’s inside only is known by The One and only finding out when you have won.
The Battle has already begun, please help this Akiratghaan.


Maha Akiratghan