When things don’t go my way,

I tell myself to remember that

All is Guru’s Play.

When humans let bombs fly,

I ask myself the question why.

Why do we act in such a horrible way?

Then I remind myself that

All is Guru’s Play.

We are simply the players in the world we see.

Things are not always as we want them to be.

I bow my head to the Guru and say,

May I always remember that,

All is Your Play.

 

~ OngKar Kaur

This poem was written by OngKar Kaur and shared during the 2022/2023 Sikh Dharma International Poetry Sharing Event on “What Does the Guru Mean to You?” 

Read the other poems submitted for this poetry reading.