Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The poison did no harm at all. Not even a speck of it, small as a sesame seed, stuck.
But the cruel Brahmin who sent it came to a painful end.
When the One is protecting you, harm aimed at you finds no place to stick.
It is often read as a real event. Someone tried to hurt a person dear to the Guru with poison. Layp na laago til kaa mool: it did not stick, not even a tiny bit. Til is a sesame seed, one of the smallest things there is. Not even that much harm reached them.
The verse calls the man who tried a dusat baraahman, a cruel Brahmin. The word that matters is dusat, his cruel wish to hurt. It is about what one man chose to do, and never about any group of people or any faith. The verse says he himself came to a painful end. But the heart of the verse is the shelter.
Think of rain on a good umbrella. The drops hit it and roll right off. When you are held by the One, what is thrown at you can lose its power.
If someone is being unkind to you or hurting you, that is never something you have to accept. Telling a grown-up you trust is always the right thing to do.
When have you felt so safe that something meant to upset you just did not?
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