In the golden light of dawn,
A Granthi kneels, pure and drawn.
With rosary beads, his prayers flow,
In Harmandir Sahib's gentle glow.
'Aape aap sambhaale, ' he speaks,
Kindness in his words, wisdom peaks.
Surrender deep, he does not stray,
Trusting the divine, come what may.
In his presence, hearts find peace,
In surrender, all worries cease.
For everyone is taken care,
By the divine, so strong, so fair.
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