In the twilight zone of ecstasy,
In absolute state of union
When a breath of life penetrates through,
The soul cries ‘’Wahe Guru”.
And the entire atmosphere
Is filled with the smell of roses,
Union is complete with the disciple and the Lord.
Conquering all odds, life flows
And like the midwinter polar sun, it glows
Trillions of sun rays
Shine on trillions of human cells
From the zeroness of the twilight era
The Human excels.
In the twilight zone in the healing realms
In God’s own hands
Sits the disciple of Guru Ram Das
In union of love, feeling the breath of life
Uttering, ‘’Wahe Guru, Wahe Guru, Wahe Guru.’’
From Rama to Krishna
From Moses to Jesus
From Buddha to Mohammed
And from Nanak to now
Truth is One, and One it shall be
And in oneness it shall always be with us.
In the light of God, body eliminates,
Freeing the soul to reach its destiny,
Process of life is ecstasy.
Yogi today resigned to the will of God
Rhythm of breath, urge of the bread
Insecurity of tomorrow brings sorrows.
In this today, everything wavers
Everything is a logic scare
From the winter of the atom bomb
And the sounds of the cannons of war,
Sexy looks, emotional outbursts,
Insanity and the clink of the glasses on the bar,
Divine prayers, chanting beads,
Deep meditation sowing the seeds of tomorrow.
Unto Guru it all belongs.
Some see the light and become so
Others depart for the grave worm;
Worm to worm they travel.
They pass on, wasting the song of life.
It is the play and God plays it all
Freedom, Redemption belongs to all
As the One in Oneness of the Self answers the call
Uttering, ‘Wahe Guru, Wahe Guru, Wahe Guru.”
by Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan, December 14, 1986