It descends on earth as the Command of Heaven in the person of great teachers like Guru Gobind Singh. Certainly, we have no power to control the process of inflow of this inspiration into the heart of man. Guru Nanak calls it Simrin, “Naming God”. It is lyrical remembrance, the association in the Name, with the whole divine life of God. It is realization of His Presence in a single Name.Simrin or capturing the perfected man, the Buddha in a name is not that dull, slow-footed, mechanically moving biped with the listless repetition of muttering prayers and beads. Otherwise, the songs of the Guru Himself would not pulsate with that oceanic heaving of the bosom of the Guru in love. It is cry of the soul both in joy and in pain, which in its train, makes millions alive with the throbs of the Universal Soul. Heaven itself is the power both of its voice and silence. It is the Hymn of passion that glows like a star at sight of Beauty. It is the pure flame that eats the light of the suns and stars, and kindles the eternal darkness.