Majesty of the Noble Thought

Golden rays of the setting sun mingling with the moon

At the far away horizon and the waves reflecting light towards home.

Somewhere under the canopy, meditating yogi, smiling sage

Watching the charisma of the divine heaven.

Seeing through the light of the eye coming of the darkness

And seeing the game to be played from dusk to dawn

As two lovers lost the sense of time,

Rangled, tangled in their commotional sweat,

It is like a habitual gambler’s bet.

Sun shall rise tomorrow again

It shall be another leaf of life which will flop over

And man will build an empire with the thought

And with the might of mind shall play the games.

What a tragedy, what a mystery

Everything is being done in God’s Name

What an art to find the God

When everything in our heart is going to rot.

It is like a lover’s kiss of goodbye

And one tear dropping from the eye

Like a tidalwave has hit the shores

And thunder has broken from the skies.

The throbbing beat of the lover’s heart desperate cold night,

Living in a nightmare still there is a bright hope

Golden sun shall rise again.

On the throne of the heart sits

the divine emperor of the noble thought.

Shining like the golden sun of the summer moon.

Playing before it, is the entire universe

Like that of the glowing beautiful moon

Merging and urging, working through

But keeping a look for the majestic order.

There is a whole universe in the play of these rays

Which comes from the sun and the moon at twilight time.

At no man’s space the play is called LOVE.

This longing of the love, seeking of the peace,

The passion and compassion, the glowing beauty,

Innocent children, wonderful loving memories,

Youthful plays and the sobriety of old age,

All shall be the gift of peace.

Man has to mend his ways

Every nation has to think before it says

The word WAR

Prevailing power of the prayer

Powerful steel of the slayer.

The force of the empire cannot kill the voice of truth

Which heaven loves to hear from the tongue of the seer.

Love and truth lives forever, lies do not live long.

Peace prevails and human ears hear the celestial song

Praising the God forever, forever, forever

Written by Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan on August 26, 1986 in Helsinki