Shadow

Embedded Memories

Monday
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March
2021
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Shadow

Embedded Memories

Monday
,
8
March
2021
sikhism
womensday
ikoankar
sikh

Shadow

Embedded Memories

Monday
,
8
March
2021
sikhism
womensday
ikoankar
sikh
Embedded in my consciousness are scars that I have borne through the centuries. Deep as they were, deep as they are, Light penetrated, and the healing began.
No items found.

Is there any place,
To call my own.

Is there any thought,
I can own?

Shackled through centuries
At the mercy of man.
I, a woman
Am a shadow.

Burnt alive.
Stoned to death.
Sold at bazaars.
Whipped at whim.

I question
This miserable existence?
But
No one hears my plea.

Eons go by,
I'm still in this rut.
The burning,
The stoning,
Has not stopped.

I resign.
And accept my fate.
I, a woman
Am, a shadow.

Never to be seen,
Never to be heard.

This is my fate,
This is my existence.

Weary,
Desperate,
Exhausted.
I take the final step.

To eradicate myself,
From this existence.

I break the shackles,
Slip into the night,
Not knowing how to end,
This miserable life.

But—
That night
Amidst despair,
I hear...
The Melody.

The Melody is hypnotic,
I’m drawn towards it.

I walk,
Towards the Sound.
Not knowing,
What to expect?

I see a man.
Is it a man?

He sees me.
But makes no move.

I keep my distance,
I am unsure.

He speaks—
I howl.

Like a wounded animal,
I fall to the ground.

IkOankar — The Word,
Penetrates my being.

Centuries of shackles,
Loosen their hold.

“You are a spark of the Divine Light,
Recognize your origin.”

I weep.
I wail.

Me, a nothing,
Me, a nobody,
Has within,
A spark of Divinity.

Tears subside,
I'm filled with wonder.
Every pore of my being,
Is filled with this Light.

The Melody continues...

“Your womb is the cradle,
That gives birth to kings.
Your love is pure,
It nurtures the saints.

“You, my child,
Are not unclean.
Unclean are the eyes,
That see you in that light.”

I melt
At
Every word.

Amrit flows.

I glow.

“You are not a commodity,
You are not a property.
You are a spark of Divinity,
Recognize your worth.

“I give you the name Kaur,
It belongs to you.
Stand tall, my child,
I am with you.”

That moment,
I transcend.

No items found.
No items found.
No items found.

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Inni Kaur is Creative Director at the Sikh Research Institute (SikhRI). She has served SikhRI in several capacities since 2010, including Chair of the Board, and most recently as CEO. 

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