This poem celebrates the liberating power of sound and vibration. For more about the 16th c. mystic and poet Dadu Dayal, particularly honoured amongst the Sikhs, see this earlier post.

If the mind stays with the Name of the
     Supreme Lord even for a moment,
     O Dadu,
All its karmas will be destroyed then and
     there, within the twinkling of an eye.

The aspirant who fills his pot with drops
     of Celestial Melody, alone survives.
How can he die, O Dadu? He drinks the
     divine Nectar.

The artistic Creator is playing
     the instrument in perfect harmony.
Melody is the essence of the five elements,
     and through the self is the Melody
     expressed, O Dadu.

Translation K. N. Upadhyaya