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The Little Teacher
Guru HarKrishan (1656-64)




There is innocence in air

Never malice or deceit

Air is sustenance to life

Is everywhere, is wanted

But unknowingly becomes fortified

Or callous to its own culpability

Never sensing when it is really poison


They knew  poison was within them

In the air, in the sheets

But they reached for Him in desperation

For love and consolation

The tiny hands of the suffering, and the dead

Daily parted from the dying


He served them

In tiny quarters, in darkened rooms

He answered their needs, their worries freed

Hundreds called His name

Food and blessing, He delivered, one in the same


The journey He bravely shouldered

To placate Mughals, to quiet kin,

But He could not reconcile their pain

And so could never leave the dying rows,

Nor could He restore all that living knows


Blisters blind them in the final days

To these His voice, to these His hand

To these His love endured, their peace secured,

Meant all the world to know,

And would more gently go


But the poisoned air released

A tiny bead, a secret lullaby

It betrayed the Precious Son

His young journey just begun,

Ends by Yamuna, with His most humble seva, done. 



December 17, 2009

Conversation about this article

1: Lally K. Mir (Stanford, California, U.S.A.), December 17, 2009, 1:33 PM.

A brilliant description of young HarKrishan's life work. Michele, I am glad you are now venturing into the lives of the other Gurus. I love your insights and your crisp, delicious words.

2: Hardit Singh (New Delhi, India), December 18, 2009, 11:47 AM.

It's odd but we seldom dwell on the life and Guruship of Guru HarKrishan. Thank you for this lovely poem ... it'll play in my mind when I visit Gurdwara Bangla Sahib next.

3: Amar Singh (Chandigarh, Punjab), December 18, 2009, 3:27 PM.

Though a Guru for less than three years, and still a child when He left for His heavenly abode, He left a lasting impression on the community. Three and a half centuries later, all one has to do is go to New Delhi and see how much devotion the locals have for His memory today. In many ways, He is a giant amongst our historical figures.

4: Surinder Singh Dardi (Gurgaon, India), December 18, 2009, 3:36 PM.

Thank you for the beautiful poem on Guru HarKrishan Sahib. I've read your other poems as well. Are you planning to publish an anthology of these poems? I hope you will ... I think they'll give joy to many a Sikh - and non-Sikhs too! The elements you bring out are quite universal. Thank you!

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