COMING OF THE MAHAPURAKH.
The caravans of the Sikhs coming from different climes, and different directions and belonging to different castes are on their way to the "Pond of Immortality" where they shall bathe in the sunshine of the mahapurakh. Their eyes are tracing the distances of time to have a glimpse of Him. There he comes clad in a single white loe.
Our mother Mataji, his noble consort, follows him with a basket of fruits And she distribute the refreshments to the disciples and with it the Name. The Sikhs go singing to their homes.
The sweet spirit of comradeship, in this part of Punjab of castes, differences, duality and sick imitations of the "Great Renunciation", The Man is made "Sadh Sangat".
All see the image of the master with the beaming faces entranced the eyes of the disciples. And such a divine individual meeting himself in his brothers and sisters, was the master’s assembly of gods come on earth. All becoming the image of One, and the One becoming the image of All - is the spirit of the master’s Sadh Sangat.
This assembly in His inspiration was unique. Sadh is the one lost, the Sangat is the one gained, as many as all. Sadh Sangat, thus, is the mystic body of the master. And the state and the society become one in Him as the individual made infinite. And the master dwells in the spirit of this spirit-born Humanity. He has promised His meeting in the meeting of this rare assembly of Gods. How disgraceful for us that we call a mere assemblage of uninspired peoples a Sadh Sangat.
My God, blessed are you, for writing such universal higher truths ... it is a pity, that most of the innocent people are mentally handcuffed, by the manipulators of the Bani.
So we fail to recognize among us, a Gurmukh, or a Sadh, and thus fail to be able to join and be in His sangat ...
Awar kaaj tere kitte na kam, mil Sadh Sangat...bhaj kewal Nam.
Wah wah Saache Badshah