Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My mind is bursting with joy — I have blossomed, the way a flower opens, because I have found what is real.
I am caught up in love for the One who never fades, never leaves. Whatever the One wills simply happens, like water finding its way downhill.
I do not have any fancy wisdom or special rituals to offer; the Name of the One lives deep inside me. I do not know about special robes or long pilgrimages. Nanak says: I hold on, tight and glad, to what is true.
Saach vigaasee — blossoming in truth (vigaas = blossoming). Abhinaasee: the imperishable One. Whatever the One wills happens — this is Hukam, the flow of existence, not a set of commands from above. The closing lines gently set aside religious robes, pilgrimages and hath (stubborn fanaticism); the target is empty formalism in every tradition, not any one faith, and the emphasis stays positive: holding to what is true.
What is something simple and true that matters more than looking impressive?
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