There Is No One as Brave as a Saint

There is no one as brave as a saint.
He has vanquished attachment
 along with its entire army,
 so perfect and tranquil is he.
By donning the shield of forgiveness
  and wielding the sword of truth,
  he defeats the troops of ritual and delusion –
 moment to moment, again and again.
Making his attention the arrow, his heart the quiver
 and contemplation his bow, he pulls the string
 and hits the mark with the hand of love.
With the dagger of wisdom and discrimination,
 and the spear of his sweet mystic words,
 he pierces the hearts of true seekers
 with his enchanting discourse.
With great fervour, he listens to the ceaseless Melody.
His feet never wander from the path
 leading to the Inaccessible,
 even if he is cut to pieces.
With a joyful heart and the anticipation
 of meeting the Beloved,
 he approaches the field of Sunn.
O Charandas, says Sukhdev,
 such a one attains the immortal realm.
_{Sant Charandas}