Guru Nanak- The holy creator of Kirtan
The lips that sing
His praise
The lips that chat
His name
Those lips forever
may live
Blessed is heaven
by earth's grace.
How infinite is
What I wish to
reveal
In the finite
writings of mine
The objective that
I share again
To make known the
man
Who resembled
divine
Yes, I introduce
Guru Nanak
To the delicacy of
thought and mind.
I know not how many
ages
Attempts and pages
It will take me to
reveal
To the world the
words
And the precious
works
Which Guru Nanak
entertained
The light of his
travel
To enlighten one
and all
That same light
I aim to spread
Wider and more fame
loving
As any precious
thing should have.
I know there are
many still
In this finite
earth
Who acknowledge his
done work
His steps are still
loved.
But many I know
still need
Some real air to
breathe
To reveal to their
body the presence
Of supreme
soul that feathers
With the aim to
realize divine
By stepping inside
the gurudwara
By reciting what
through holy steps
Was defined and
designed.
That holy man I
know
Of whom I speak
each hour
How often was he
faced
With problems by
carnal world.
He never stopped
his insight
Never suppressed
his attempts
His steps to make
truth known
Did meet with many
thefts.
He challenged the
world as whole
What a bravery was
in his fold
He was supreme
warrior of truth
He fought an unseen
battle.
As a child he was
brave
To question the
rotten ways
He never yielded to
unfair
No matter then it
was where.
He said he would
not wear
The thread that
sticks to body alone
And serves no holy
cause
Of realization of
pure virtue.
He said he would
not practice any
Chant for men with
finite body
They who feel His
presence
In finite hold no
good lesson.
There is need to
realize he said
God beyond the
dressed.
Need to know the
truth
That ekonkar be
understood.
I too believe in
him as whole
The creator of
religious role
That best define
the truth
And way to achieve
the good.
God is one
God dwells in many
God's praise be
sung
As was sung by Guru
Nanak.
Long live the
kirtan presence
May no adverse wind
touch it
Real is the
realization
That it serves as
its benefit.
Caring for the holy
one
May we always dwell
with peace
And may the world
realize today
The bliss of Guru
Nanak's work and play.
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