SWORD

[Son of Guru Gobind Singh Ji]

SWORD

by Hardeep Singh

My sword is my companion my warrior and friend,

Not to be offensive but sworn to defend,

The infusion of steel runs through my veins,

Making me immune from sorrow and pain,

My sword is the protector of the needy and poor,

When oppression becomes a disease my sword is thecure,

My sword sings the song of selfless love,

It lives in harmony with law from above,

The flash of my Guru’s sword awakens the sleepingsoul,

Without the sword I can never be whole,

The sword of the Guru is the giver of life,

Before the soul was barren now it is ripe,

I am the saint and the soldier that walks in peace,

I am the humble dust of your feet,

But don’t think my spirituality makes me weak,

The heavens will roar if my sword were to speak,

Death is my bride, fear is my friend,

My Guru’s path is the map heaven sent,

To Follow the path, surrender your whole,

The power of the Guru’s sword will give light to your soul