The dormant mind is the most deadly,
Silent chains bind strong and steady.
Eyes wide open, yet blind inside,
A kingdom lost where Truth should reside.
It whispers comfort, it breeds decay,
It steals tomorrow, it numbs today.
No sword, no fire, no outward foe,
But still it strikes with its subtle blow.
Awake, O soul, from slumber deep,
Do not let Maya rock you to sleep.
Ride the Shabad, the blazing flame,
Break the silence, call His Name.
For the mind when idle, shadows creep,
But the Naam keeps watch, awake, not weak.
So rise, O seeker, reclaim your throne,
The deadliest war is fought alone.
