Yogi Bhajan asked me to gather together all the poems he had written in Gurmukhi and translate them into English. The result was a book titled “Furmaan Khalsa” (the command of the Khalsa).
Yogi Bhajan. Part man part myth; part saint and part warrior. Within these pages lies one of the most extraordinary works of the twentieth century; a manual of conscious living written in the form of 108 luminous and inspiring poems. Based on the science of human consciousness called Raj Yoga, and writ ten as a guide for all the future generations, these poems answer the questions of how to live successfully with an open heart and an open mind in the midst of the turmoil of the modern world. . . how to experience your cosmic identity as a man or woman. . . how to raise children who are strong, secure and fearless. What does it mean to love and be loved? What are the physical, mental, and spiritual effects of what we eat and drink, and how can we unlock the unused potential energies within, so that we can really become effective to create positive changes within ourselves and in the world?
Read: "About Furmaan Khalsa"
Categories: Our Stories, Poetry, Teachings of Yogi Bhajan
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
Someday your chair will be empty.
The very blades of grass shall grieve,
And the mountain tops shall shriek in pain at the loss.
This planet in, all its agony and darkness, has had one hope,
One glimmer of light, that you brought in your humble way.
Read: "Someday Your Chair will be Empty"
Categories: Our Stories, Poetry
This poem was written by Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan and is in the book, Furmaan Khalsa.
In Sadhana the Sadhu lives.
In Sadhana the nectar of God’s Love rains down.
In Sadhana come the blessings of Simran, Awareness,
and Divine Understanding.
In Sadhana is the meditation of Raj Yoga.
In Sadhana see God’s glory.
In Sadhana experience Infinity.
Sadhana is the daily meditation of the Sadhu.
Oh Yogi, become one with God!
Read: "Sadhana"
Categories: Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
The Master laughs!
His heart thunder booms
Through the earth and heavens.
The rain falls on all alike
The lime is ever right
The moment perfect!
The Master’s Touch…
Kind,
Compassionate,
Delicately shaping
The future of the world.
Read: "The Master’s Touch"
Categories: Poetry
See your power as a woman.
Twist the heavens and squeeze them into the self.
Make all the oceans into just one drop
And out of this bring the self into the everlasting pranic wind
In which you must squeeze all the stars and suns and moons.
And beyond that there is a space where you must excel.
God shall listen to the call of the woman.
Read: "See Your Power as a Woman"
Categories: Poetry, Women's Teachings
The three arrived from the East that day.
They had come to gather the people to say:
“We’re here in order to take a stand,
We’re here in order to change this land.
This nation is sick, its direction wrong.
We three have come to gather the strong.”
What three could make a statement so bold?
Their presence had left you with nothing untold.
These three that stood and walked as one:
Magnificence of spirit; sons of the sun.
Read: "Three Facets"
Categories: Our Stories, Poetry
Tags: Beads of Truth, Beads of Truth - 1983-Winter
When I took the support of Truth
I became drenched in the radiance of love and truth.
The Holy Name was set into
The breath of my life.
Read: "Premka (Beloved)"
Categories: Poetry
Living is good.
I don’t know why it should.
There is nothing so bad,
But everything is sad.
I do just to do.
It can be good or bad too.
Who is pure,
Who has sinned,
One is caught in one’s own crosswind.
Read: "My Crosswinds"
Categories: Poetry
As pride consumed my innocence and falsehood claimed me,
your everlasting strength and goodwill kept me from losing all,
from losing all.
And now all that I once valued does not matter because
as you have said, none of this shall remain,
for we belong to a True One, a True One.
And though there’s more to learn, and live in this life,
your selflessness to continue serving soothes my longing, soothes my longing.
And when the Truest sends the blessing that we may return,
I thank God truly for sharing this space with you, with kind you.
Read: "The Unfolding of a Yellow Rose"
Categories: Our Stories, Poetry
Tags: The Man Called the Siri Singh Sahib
The Soul’s Story
I am the immutable Soul which has been coming since the beginning of time.
Innumerable times, the immortal Guru has revealed to me the true Word of God.
I was never born, nor was I raised, nor was I given any education.
No one ever trained me, nor did anyone show me the path to God.
It was Guru Ram Das, who blessed me and took me as his own.
Whatever I have done and whatever I have said, the True Guru himself has caused to be done.
Read: "In My Own Words"
Categories: Poetry, Yogi Bhajan Quotes
The New Year draws near us, as the one before ends.
Outside a blizzard, inside with friends
Singing songs of the Guru in a candlelit hall,
Safe from the cold of the endless snow fall.
By a cedarwood fire, I write you a song.
In the ten years I’ve known you, I’ve taken too long
To tell you I love you. I want you to know.
Of the things deep inside that aren’t easy to show.
The day will come someday, we both will be dead,
But some will remember these things that we said.
Read: "A New Year’s Message"
Categories: Our Stories, Poetry
Tags: The Man Called the Siri Singh Sahib
This Poem was written by Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan and appears in the book, “The Game of Love”.
One day when you will become soft like wax,
Then my thread of life will pass through you,
And out of the accident of the warmth of my heart
One end will get lit,
And you will burn ― slowly melting in the heat of the flame.
And when you will reach the end,
You will find God waiting for you,
To embrace you into His Infinity.
Read: "When You Become Soft Like Wax"
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: The Man Called the Siri Singh Sahib
