I waited in the garden
For my Friend to come
Snow fell, trees howled
But no hope, so I succumbed.

Skies lit, clearing up
& Snow began to melt
But still, He hid somewhere
& ever-alone I felt…

The sun shone, birds chirped
Spring arrived at last.
No sign of my friend,
Just silence, alas!

Slowly, the sun burned
& summer heats came through,
I burned in agony
My heart’s fire grew…

Again the summers passed,
& Fall finally rose,
As leaves dried and died,
My soul finally froze.

Oh fool, why assume
Your Friend will arrive
When you sit waiting
& closing your eyes?

It is foolish to sit
& cry all alone
Without taking a STEP
To His eternal throne…

Moral: Charn Saran Gur Ek Paida Jaae Chal, Satigur Kot Paida Agey Hoe Leth Hai!