The Song Of The Sikh- Poem By Prof. Puran Singh

[Degha Singh]

The Song Of The Sikh

"Ah ! Well, let my hair grow long;

I cannot forget the knot He tied on my head;

It is sacred, it is his mark of remembrance.

The Master has bathed me

In the light of suns not yet seen;

There is eternity bound in this tender fragile knot.

I touch the sky when I touch my hair,

And a thousand stars twinkle through the night.

Who says the hair is no more than grass ?

Yet a single hair is a dear remembrance,

An heirloom, a trust, a pledge, a love,

A vow, an inspiration.

My form is but a statue of dumb gratitude

for The knot of Friendship tied by those Kings of Eternity,

The Gurus who came to the Punjab;

The Saviours who were gracious to love me,

and Made me a home in the Realm of Eternal Beauty."

Puran Singh

Extract from Hail Hair !

by Dr. Birendra Kaur

[kaur_khalistani_lioness]

beautiful

~vaheguru~