Chant the Nam and find Peace.
Take a cold bath and sit crosslegged,
And meditate on God’s Name.
The Ambrosial hours of the morning
Are the Divine hours of the day.
This is the time of deep meditation
When God’s Grace is experienced.
Sing the Guru’s Bani!
Gurbani is God’s Nectar.
Drinking it, one is liberated.
Oh Yogi! Merging with the Infinite,
Lose your self in God.
Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
The True Game of Life is to control your own mind!
Learn how to do it, and you will merge with God!
Drinking alcohol kills your body.
It takes away your Inner Power and makes you live in pain.
The heart and the liver become enlarged,
And the Crown Lotus cannot open.
Leave all intoxicants behind and eat the Honey of Nam instead,
And your body will become Golden and Divine!
Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
This poem was published on page 48 of the book, The Game of Love – A Book of Consciousness. The Poems and Art of Yogi Bhajan.
Read: "Waiting for You – A Poem by Yogi Bhajan"Categories: Poetry
Tags: The Game of Love
Wake up!
Now is the time!
Wake up!
Time is running out!
Wake up!
Sing God’s praises and realize your Destiny.
Karma makes you sleepy.
Dharma wakes you up.
Wake up!
Leave your errors behind you.
Practice Raj Yoga.
Now is the time!
Wake up!
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
Love is an Ocean, endless and unfathomable.
Love is the constant churning of the butter of the Nam.
Love is the endless taste of the Infinite.
Love, Oh Love! Is the strength of God.
Love is the life support of the Soul.
Love makes the world go around.
In Love lives the Lord of the Universe.
Love’s devotion makes you radiant.
Love is only understood by the lover.
The lover enjoys the ecstasy of the Infinite.
Love is Union, and deep meditation.
The whole Universe is made of Love.
Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
Keeping the seed locked,
Go within.
Merge with the Shabd,
In Perfect Balance.
Chant
Har Har Har Har.
Become
Unknown
Unseen
Formless
Let your actions be one with the Guru’s Rehit.
Sitting in the Realm of Truth,
Meditate on Shabd in the Realm of God.
Enlightened in the Realm of Action,
Let the Gurmantra be your worship.
Holding still,
Become filled with the Power of God.
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
There are Four Minds and Four Covers.
True Friends speak of Truth.
They live as Soldier-Saints,
Always ready to Sacrifice,
Overflowing with Love,
Their Kundalini Rises!
Prana nourishes the Ida and Pingala.
The Shushmana is the Road to the Realm of Raj Yoga.
What Incredible Beauty!
God is Unfolding Everywhere!
The Crown Lotus Blossoms!
Oh! Treasure of Formlessness!
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa, mata mandir singh
The Sikh who follows the Path of Devotion,
Meditates on the Nam,
Har … Har … Har … Har …
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa, mata mandir singh
Meditate on God right Now!
And even if you’ve wasted your past in pursuit of Maya,
You can know the Future.
Settling the breath at the third eye point,
Energy flows through the Ida and Pingala,
The Shushmana is energized,
The Thousand Petalled Lotus turns,
And Nectar trickles from the Realm of Brahm.
Such a Gursikh is Liberated!
Read: "POWER (Shakti)"Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa, mata mandir singh
Listen
While I tell the tale,
Of the Silent Sound of God.
The Music of the Spheres.
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa, mata mandir singh
God has blessed men and women with Long Hair.
It is the Crowning Glory of our Divine Form.
Through the hair, the light of the sun and the moon energize us.
The Tenth Gate is the Single door to Divine consciousness
Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
I count my blessings and give thanks each day that God sent the Siri Singh Sahib Yogiji.
I don’t know what he means to you, but he means everything to me.
Categories: Poetry
They say you don’t know Punjabi…
Well who taught the Duck how to swim?
How low can mean and slanderous people stoop!
How can anyone limit the Divine soul?
Read: "All Knowledge Comes by Guru’s Grace (Gurprasaadee Sagal Mat Avai)"Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
After circling the Parkarma,
Bow your forehead with love,
At the Door of Harimandir.
The Karmas of 8.4 million lives fall away,
And the accounts are all erased.
Wisdom, meditation and God’s Radiance
Are deeply embedded within you.
Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
