Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Longing

In the depths of my being there is no darkness,
that is where God resides, completely spotless.
The filth of ego cannot penetrate it,
the five thieves cannot eradicate it.

The divine spark within is everlasting and everpresent,
one with everything everywhere and yet never distant.
The one who made me is the one who made you,
we ARE that one, Ang Sang WaheGuru.

3 comments:

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mandeep singh said...

i feel u singh ji

ang sang waheguru

dhan guru nanak

SikhsRus said...

That is a beautiful poem Prabhu Singh Ji. Picture of Harimandir just add an extra touch to the meaning.