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. …
Penetrate the mask, peel back the skin,Where Maya dances with her grin.The veil is thin — a hollow trick,Investigate the ancient glitch. The Matrix trembles when you stare,With eyes that blaze, not built to scare.No fear, no flinch — just sacred flame,A Light too bright for them to name. Enter the chamber, torch in hand,With …