As another day dawned in Amritsar
April just began in 1621;
Clueless was Guru Hargobind
Of what a legend would be his newborn son.
Though he was christened Tyaga Mal,
The name didn’t complement this luminary.
Lifted two swords when he was still an infant
Tegh Bahadur was the name he was destined to carry.
Such was the divine aura he disseminated,
Persuaded his own father to bow before him.
So selfless was he to fill the empty bowl of a tramp
With his priceless gold ornaments upto the brim.
Who amongst the 22 claimants of being the 9th Guru
Could have cast an eclipse on this Omniscient?
The destiny was his to glorify this designation
On whose path he effortlessly survived even a bullet.
His benevolence was something even God couldn’t defy;
His heart laid the foundation of his powers.
Rescued a ship in a mere glance while sitting miles away,
When one suffers, his competency can’t stay behind bars.
The peerless glory on his face,
Was something no one could disregard.
So unprecedented it had always stood –
Even painting it on a canvas turned out to be hard.
The composer of 116 shabads and 15 ragas.
Uncountable langars and wells had he organised;
With the establishment of Amarinder Sahib,
Even the untouched Himalayas have been moralised.
His determination, values and firm morals
Are purer than diamonds and more appealing than arts.
The sacrifice he gave and the life lessons he taught,
Gave him a place not just in our history but in our hearts.