Let Waheguru’s Name encircle, infinite and wide,A halo of Light, a force no shadow can hide.Shabad flows like rivers of stars through the night,360 degrees of power, unbroken, unbent, pure might. Every thought becomes nectar, every breath a flame,Attracting the Divine, scattering illusion in its name.Darkness recoils, for its time has ceased to be,Infinite blessings …
Ride the Shabd — a silent stream,Beyond the noise, beyond the dream.It bends through stars, through mind’s decay,A million paths — one Source, one Way. Through joy and grief, through fear and fire,It lifts you out of base desire.‘Til what once craved now turns to dust,And even longing learns to trust. Emotions melt, become no …