Silk Flowers

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By Siri Singh Sahib Bhai Sahib Harbhajan Singh Khalsa Yogiji

From: The Game of Love – the Poems and Art of Yogi Bhajan

Silk flowers-
No fragrance,
No reverence.

Beautiful, beautiful.

They look real.
In color,
In makeup,
Absolutely clear.

They are the flowers,
That we know.
Made of silk.
We never sowed the seed.
No plant.
No leaves,
No branch did grow.

They are made like make-up
For the beauty of the eye.
They don’t have fragrance
Which lifts us high.

Like empty mind,
Like shallow talk,
Like silk flowers
We all walk.

We go in search of God.
Something wonderful
And powerful we sought
In the past and now
And for the future.

Without the Infinite Teacher,
We pretend to be a teacher.
As fragrance is to flower,
As height is to a tower,
As citrus is sour,
And candy is sweet,
Our human fragrance is God’s treat.

Without divine fragrance,
Without the Light of God,
The human is empty
Like a silk flower façade.

Those who commit,
They conquer all.
Those who are compassionate,
They walk tall.
Those who are kind,
They answer God’s call.
Those who serve
And problems solve,
Their fragrance spreads on high.

Higher than all –
Higher than the sky –
They live in the memory
As a man of Infinity;
Because when they left,
They left behind divinity.
They shall be a flower
Whose fragrance lingers till Infinity.

Copyright Teachings of Yogi Bhajan

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