The Master's Clock

By Gurkirat Singh Aulakh

The Master ticks on the clock , The soul enters the body and takes a stock Says He , Hey ! your countdown begins now . My dictum and your actions unfold when and how . Ride thou the cycle of life amidst losses and gain A healing touch to the sick , alleviating the pain .

Your mind you ought to win . Serve the kith and kin Honour the righteousness and shun the sin . All are my disciples , none is thy enemy Relish thy labour and live in harmony . When there is agony and discord . I will be there , should thou whisper :My Lord . Top up your recipe with the icing of contentment . Look downhill and thou shall not have resentment .

Enroute , I will prune thy arrogance Reward miles thou can earn with benevolence . In the journey , thou shall play relations and emotions The rides , the tides and the commotions . Serve the humanity and beware of the lust . The golden eggs will falter , the wreaths shall cover the bust . At the ‘arrival ‘ thou shall have to alight . Utter not that the berth is yours and vacate without a fight . Invisible though I am , the journey will conclude with Me in sight . The destination , Heaven or hell will greet thee , score now what thou think is right !!!

By Gurkirat Singh Aulakh