I let God see God through the mirror of breath,Each syllable eternal, beyond birth and death.Naam in my veins, it erupts when I speak,A fountain of Light pouring strength to the weak. The eye-centre temple where silence resides,Withdraw and behold how illusion divides.Shabd is the current, it hums through the spine,A cosmic encryption, the password …
My mind is enticed by the Guru’s sweet flame,Beholding His presence, I’m never the same.Wonder strikes deeply, illusions all fall,The Name of the Lord is the anchor of all. The shackles of Maya, once binding and tight,Are shattered to pieces in radiant Light.Focusing gently on Naam’s sacred sound,I rise from the ashes, no longer bound. …