The people of the Lord dwell with the Lord.
Sikh
Bhagat Surdas Ji
Bhagat Surdas Ji was a God-intoxicated poet-saint of the Bhakti age whose devotional voice is honoured in the Guru Granth Sahib, where a single luminous line in Raga Sarang counsels the seeker to cling only to the company of the Divine.
Bhagat Surdas Ji is cherished among the saint-devotees whose sacred verse the Sikh Gurus gathered into the Guru Granth Sahib, that great treasury of God-loving voices drawn from many regions, languages, and traditions. He belongs to the radiant springtime of the Bhakti movement, when across India countless hearts were drawn into an inward, intimate love of the Divine that flowered alongside the devotion of every age. That the words bearing his name were enshrined in the Sikh scripture quietly testifies to the universal embrace of Gurmat, which welcomes the realized devotion of seekers wherever its light shines. Tradition preserves more than one loving account of his life, and devout memory holds them together in reverence. By one cherished telling he was born around 1529 into a Brahmin family of northern India, in the country near Sandila in present-day Uttar Pradesh. Gifted from childhood with a sweet gift for music and poetry, he grew into a celebrated singer whose hymns in praise of the Lord moved all who heard them. His renown is said to have reached the court of the Emperor Akbar, who, honouring his learning and integrity, entrusted him with the governance and revenue of the parganah of Sandila. Yet the saint's heart lay elsewhere. So tender was his compassion that, the story goes, he poured the wealth of his office into the service of holy men and the relief of the needy, holding worldly treasure as nothing beside the riches of devotion. When called to account, he answered with such serene detachment that the Emperor, perceiving the greatness of his spirit, set him free with honour. Released in every sense, Surdas Ji laid down all office, renounced the world, and gave himself wholly to the company of the saints and the remembrance of God, journeying at last to the sacred city of Banaras, where a shrine is said to keep his memory green. A second and equally beloved stream of tradition links his name with the great blind devotee-poet Surdas of the Braj country around Mathura and Vrindavan, the rapt singer of the Lord adored in the gracious form of Krishna, whose songs of longing and love became the very heartbeat of north Indian devotion. In both tellings the essential figure is the same: a soul utterly captivated by the Divine, who counted music, learning, and the world itself well lost for the joy of God's nearness. The careful keepers of Sikh tradition have noted this gentle uncertainty of history with honesty, yet across every account the devotion shines undimmed, and it is that devotion, not the disputed details of dates and places, that the Gurus honoured. The gift of Bhagat Surdas Ji to the Guru Granth Sahib is among the briefest and most luminous in all that vast scripture, recorded under the measure of Raga Sarang upon its pages in the company of the great Bhagats. A single line of his survives there, the refrain of a fuller hymn, in which he gently counsels the seeker to keep the blessed fellowship of the God-oriented and to treasure the company of those whose hearts are turned toward the Lord. The verse is a tender invitation: that the soul becomes coloured by the company it keeps, and that nearness to the Divine is nurtured in the gathering of the holy. So treasured was this single revelation that Guru Arjan Sahib Ji, the compiler of the scripture, lovingly took up the thread of Surdas Ji's line and wove around it a complete shabad of his own in the saint's name, gracing and completing the thought so that the gathered devotion might overflow with the Sikh assurance of God's boundless grace, which reaches even the furthest-strayed. Few honours could be greater than to have a Guru himself extend and crown one's word, and this rare distinction marks the high regard in which the saint's voice was held. Though the span of his earthly years is held lightly by history, the gift Bhagat Surdas Ji left endures. His one line shines like a single clear lamp set among many, its light undiminished by its brevity, and the shabad the Guru raised upon it is sung and contemplated to this day. That the Sikh Gurus chose to enshrine his witness alongside their own and that of saints from far-flung lands is itself a profound recognition, an affirmation that his love had touched the one universal Truth. In his glad renunciation of crown and office for the company of the saints, and in his counsel to cling only to the fellowship of the Divine, Bhagat Surdas Ji remains a luminous guide for every soul that longs to keep good company on the road to God.
Wisdom
They dedicate their minds and bodies to Him; they dedicate everything to Him. They are intoxicated with the celestial melody of intuitive ecstasy. ||1||Pause
Gazing upon the Blessed Vision of the Lord's Darshan, they are cleansed of corruption. They obtain absolutely everything.
They have nothing to do with anything else; they gaze on the beauteous Face of God.
But one who forsakes the elegantly beautiful Lord, and harbors desire for anything else, is like a leech on the body of a leper.
Says Sur Daas, God has taken my mind in His Hands. He has blessed me with the world beyond. ||2||1