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Lord has risen

This humble composition is a belated tribute to Guru Gobind Singh Ji, the embodiment of divine wisdom, courage, and righteousness. The poem seeks to glorify the eternal Lord — a Lord whom Guru Sahib revered as the ultimate sovereign, above all earthly kings and emperors.

Guru Gobind Singh Ji, the tenth Sikh Guru, was not only a spiritual master but also a warrior, poet, and philosopher. He taught humanity the essence of living a life of integrity, humility, and devotion. His teachings remind us that true sovereignty belongs to the Almighty, the "King of kings", whose blessings and protection extend to all who walk the path of truth and righteousness.

As I offer this verse, I am inspired by the Guru’s unwavering faith in the divine. His declaration of “Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa, Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh” symbolizes the eternal truth that all glory and victory belong to God alone. Through this poem, I aim to echo that sentiment and reaffirm the timeless message that under the Lord’s aegis, we are forever guided and blessed.

May this poem serve as a reminder of Guru Sahib’s legacy and the light he continues to shine on humanity.

In gratitude and reverence,



For Lord, Thou has risen!
Thee, who art
the Lord of all lords,
the King of all kings,
the Emperor of all emperors. 
And under Thy aegis o Monarch,
we take a seat, and Thee bestows
very many blessings, forever and evermore.

Welfare unto all 
Rab rakha 

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