Monday, June 28, 2010

Guru Gobind Singh Ji's Arrow of Love


Passed through my vision, has the unkind lover,
And I went by spending my life through my own eyes.(1)
The mist of my sighs surpassed such limits in the skies,
That it spread blue all around and scorched its heart.(2)
He made me a martyr with just one signal through his eye brows.
There exists no remedy now when the arrow is already out of the bow.(3)
For even an instant, I had not been able to realize my Truth,
or understand who I was.
Alas, all the efforts of my existence turned futile.(4)
Goya, the one who passes, just once, through the Pyara’s street,
He desires never to proceed to the heavenly garden.(5)(8)
- Bhai Nand Lal Ji (Ghazal Eight)

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