Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The wise Teacher is full of sweet nectar, and sprinkles it generously on me.
Those who love the Teacher's words drink it in again and again.
When the Teacher is pleased, you find the One, and fear will not push you around anymore.
The One's humble servant draws so close that, says Nanak, the servant and the One become one.
This one is about drinking in goodness until fear stops pushing you around.
Gur amrit bhinnee dayhuree — the Guru, the true teacher, is soaked with "amrit," the sweet nectar of life. Amrit burkay — and sprinkles it all around. Grace here is splashed out freely, not handed out a drop at a time.
Amrit chhak chhakay — those who love the Guru's words drink it in again and again.
The promise is this: chookay Dhak Dhakay — you will not be shoved around anymore. No more being tossed about by every fear and pressure. Think of a kite with a strong string. The wind still blows, but the kite stays steady.
It ends with a wonder that Guru Ram Das comes back to often. Naanak har ikay — the One and the One's servant become one and the same. Love, carried all the way, closes the last gap between the one who loves and the One who is loved. When you are that close, you stop being pushed around. You rest in the One.
What makes you feel steady and unshaken instead of pushed around by worries?
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