Oceantide image by Yogi Bhajan as shared in The Game of Love

As shared on page 208-211 from the book “The Game of Love – A Book of Consciousness – The Poems and Art of Yogi Bhajan“, published in 2007.

“We were in the Intensive Care Unit at Cedars Sinai Hospital when the Siri Singh Sahib was recovering from an angioplasty. Only a few of us were allowed into the ICU to care for him. During this time, he was coming in and out of awareness. As he did this, he told me to give messages to various people about their destiny or about aspects of their lives that he foresaw might challenge them if and when he was gone from this planet. During this period, he also dictated the poem “Oceantide” to me in the spirit of giving hope to all of us to keep up in our destiny.

Even in this post-surgical period he was with us, teaching us, wanting to serve us and inspire us to be strong for the day when he would be gone. He was waking and sleeping, and each time he awoke he gave a message to inspire us to go to the Guru, just like the postman he always said he was.”
~Sardarni Guru Amrit Kaur Khalsa, Española, New Mexico

Oceantide

As tides in the ocean hit the shore,
And powerful winds pound it more,
And turbulence attacks every door,
Peaceful life becomes uprooted.

At that moment, my love, nations awaken
And carry the flag to reach their destiny.
In this storm of attack, as waves of hate rise,
Enemies we love wield weapons forged of lies.

They cut through the calm, death blades churning,
Passions of vengeance cutting and burning.
Sharp teeth of ignorance in a roaring jaw,
Wild animal nature attacking till our wounds become raw.

At this moment, my love, each soldier of the nation
Picks up the flag to pitch it on the peak of VICTORY!

Oh, soldier-saints you know your destiny.
You know Khalsa’s ultimate glory.
Each one of you must now rise up
And fulfill your role in the story.

Each one of you knows you are a saint.
From your souls, this spiritual nation has come.
To mint tomorrow and get rid of sorrow,
You must all unite as one.

O sons and daughters of Guru Gobind Singh,
You are very real and very clear.
Your duty for tomorrow is your duty of today.
The time is now, the time is here.

Don’t you know these thirty trillion cells
Shall keep away the hell
From my children today and my darling ones of tomorrow?
Don’t you see that you must become me,
To get rid of suffering and sorrow?

There’s nothing to fear, I’ll always be here.
My love for you is forever.
When my body dies, the lesson will be high.
So learn now to walk together.

When a wise man dies, earth kisses the skies.
So now as my heart gets its rest
I’m watching to see: do you understand me?
What I’ve taught; do you practice your best?
Mother Nature made me lie down
To watch you carry on this mission.

This humble prayer of love I send:
May no storm of passion cloud your vision.
May kindness and compassion emerge, as the Guru you serve.
Anger and treachery leave when Guru’s grace you receive.

Oh, my loves, let the spring come.
Fragrant flowers of consciousness bloom in your hearts.
Peace and happiness reign.
The ocean of life is calm once again.

Souls united in Truth are never apart.
What I’ve done and not done doesn’t really matter.
Truth will stand out.
It’s something no one can shatter.

The House of the Guru will live forever.
So be in peace
Never say never.

Each one is a Saint
Each one is a whole.
Yogi loves everyone.
Yogi loves every soul.