Watching the child across the street
jumping up and down
on a trampoline.
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
The upper branches of the very tallest trees in my neighborhood
are waving in the wind.
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
A small bird, flying West,
her wings flapping faster than my mind can track.
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
My husband vacuuming out the car,
the roar of the appliance,
Brazilian music blaring.
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...

Today I decided to see what would happen
if I repeated,
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
more than I manage to on other days.

The sound of my fingers tapping on the keyboard.
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
the way my toes wiggle
and all the silly thoughts in my head,
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
the taste of chocolate melting slowly in my mouth:
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
the fun of
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
the joy of
Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru, Vaheguru...
expressing appreciation for a very very good day.

Kamalla Rose Kaur is a professional writer, theater director, workshop and seminar leader, publicist, events planner and singer.

USA born of Irish descent, Kamalla Rose Kaur embraced Sikhism in 1972 at age 18. She tried everything for over twenty years, including frantic practice of Yoga, until she learned "why Sikhs are so adament about having the Sri Guru Granth Sahib as their only Guru."

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