Work, Rest and Play!
WaheguruJeeKaaKhalsa, WaheguruJeeKeeFateh!!
Just wanted to share with the sangat something which made a normal Monday morning much better. As I was rushing around working hard this morning 
. I received a email from a Sikh Brother of mine at work. You probably have had this one sent to you but I thought as it was poignant for me it might be for others.
A POEM
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Sikh duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of waheguru to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before Waheguru,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands He held a book;
It was the book of life.
Waheguru looked into his book and said
Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down…
But never found the time"
WaheguruJeeKaaKhalsa, WaheguruJeeKeeFateh!!
April 3rd, 2006 at 5:53 pm
Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh
Waheguru. Beautiful poem, although, I think Waheguru is complete love. No matter what we do, he will always love us, no matter what. It is part of his innate nature. What parent doesnt love their children?
It’s just us who don’t love him. If we did, we would always remember him, always trust him, always be with him and we would never ever forget him.
May guru sahib bless us with the ability to love him a fraction of the amount that he loves us.
btw, nice site
Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh