Sheikh Fareed, Raag Suhi, Ang. 794
One Universal Creator, experienced by the Grace of the True Guru.
Burning and burning, writhing in pain, I wring my hands. I have gone insane, seeking my Husband Divine. O my Husband Divine are You angry with me? The fault is with me, and not with You. || 1 || I do not know Your excellence and worth. Having wasted my youth, now I come to regret and repent. || 1 || Pause || O black bird, what qualities have made you black? “I have been burnt by separation from my Beloved.” Without her Husband Divine, how can the soul-bride ever find peace? When the Divine becomes compassionate, then Union takes place. || 2 || The lonely bride suffers in the pit of the world. She has no companions, and no friends. In Divine compassion, I was united with the sadh sangat. And when I look again, then I find the Divine as my Helper. || 3 || The path upon which I must walk is very depressing. It is sharper than a two-edged sword, and very narrow. That is where my path lies. O Shaykh Fareed, think of that path early on. || 4 || 1 ||
Words fail me as I listen to today’s Hukam.
My Sufi leanings show their colors.
I grieve in the agony of separation.
Away from you my heart burns.
You left without saying why
left me alone high and dry.
My heart cannot bear this separation
my mind yearns reconciliation.
Inflamed, I burn.
Insane, yells the world.
Essence of Essence
Intoxication of Love
I stand in agony
Waiting for you.
Inni Kaur serves as the Chair on SikhRI’s Board of Directors. She is also the author of Journey with the Gurus.