The Khalsa Tree

Posted by on October 21, 2010

An ocean of new life springs
as the brown leaves wither
away from the panjabi branch of
the Khalsa tree

The Guru’s blessing belongs
to the seed that waits,
is loving and giving like
the Gurmukh being

Abandoning their Hukam
they wither toward insignificance
like the old punjabi breed of
the Khalsa seed

Drifting towards idiocracies
losing their minds to rituals
they lose the principles of
the Khalsa spirit

Bowing heads blindly to the earth,
toward material and dead things
the foolish mind dies in
the Maya’s lap

Rarely does the Seeker find
More rarely does the Seeker win
the love and affection from
the Vaheguru’s esteem

Alas, the punjabi leaves have
withered into eternal decay
Yet the Khalsa lives through
the Guru’s Hukam

The Guru’s blessing, the Khalsa
is bestowed to lovers of freedom
and to the lovers of service
the Seekers of Truth

The blessing is no magic or mystery
yet it is magical in its nature
as the compromising traitors die as
the lynched souls

New life finds its way now
to the Khalsa tree of chardi-kala;
it grows as new branches full of
the Vaheguru’s color

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