Nargas-Bhai Vir Singh English

NARGASI REMEMBER I WAS ON THE SWING OF LOVEIremember I was on the swing of love, and it wasswinging high.The very height made me pure and selfless.IIAs we swung, the beloved held a bowl to my lips.I drank of it, my lips were honey sealed.It was, I saw, the wine of. life, the bestower of loveand freedom.I cast but casual glances downwards: the things onearth looking up with sweet appeal.I knew not that my very looks and smiles would bemy bondage.My own smiIes and looks became the chains bywhich the things of earth bound me down.They began to sling their sorrows and shades, andthe pains of hell, about my heart.I blame no one, I only blame my bind:ing looks andsmiles.IIIAh! again the swing of love and the freedom of theair, the sun, and the soul!These chains would drop, if r- could but catch again,as before, .Page 37www.sikhbookclub.com