The.Ten.Masters.by.P.. - Gurmat Veechar

ANGADNANAK 51
Immortality for which we long is the song of Nam.
The secret of life is hidden in me,
But it opens in the kind Glance of my master.
VII
The way to the Beloved is unknown,
He finds whom He favours.
VIII
How can I tell you of Him Who knoweth and Whom
none else can know,
Whose Will pervadeth everywhere and Whom the
whole creation obeys?
We come here sent by Him,
We go back called by Him;
His joy is goodness.
IX
The flag-bearers of Nam are great,
The singers of his Nam are rich
They have the key to the Door of Life
They are the chosen of God.
When Angad came out of his seclusion to the disciples,
(it is written) "The disciples saw in him the same aura, the
same face, and the same speech, as of his Master Nanak."
Born of His loins, there comes the Man complete !
From His eyes, a million more eyes take the flame of the
Unseen,
Under his ribs throb a million hearts with faith and
prayer,
His smile reveals the secrets of other worlds,
And the suns catch fire from the beams of His brow,
And the whole creation plays about Him in its original
freedom, joy and peace !
Angad sings his Master's songs, which impart life to
man, woman and child;
And he toils for his daily bread, making ropes out of the
coarse fibres of the Punjab, sweating and singing.