Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Those who love the One keep singing of that greatness — and the Name gives them a steady, deep-down peace.
Day by day, that peace only grows; they are given an inner home where their heart can sit calm and unshaken.
When someone sets out to harm them, that ill-will circles back — because whatever a heart truly plants inside is the fruit it will one day taste.
Nothing done in secret stays secret forever; and seeing this, the heart of the devoted quietly blossoms with joy.
A Fourth-Mehl Shalok that pairs the devotees' peace with the self-defeat of ill-will. The devotees aaraaDhi-aa (adore) and sing kirtan (framed positively, as the doorway to sukh, peace); they are given a thir gharee — a "steady inner home," a place in their own being where they sit unshaken, and the One "keeps their honor." Against this, the slanderer's arc: jayhaa nindak apnai jee-ay kamaav-day tayho fal paa-ee — "whatever a heart plants, that is the fruit it tastes." This is the Vaar's central mechanism stated cleanly: ill-will is not punished by an angry judge from above; it returns to its own source, the way a seed becomes its own kind of fruit. The "court" and "punishment" language of the literal is read as this natural returning, not as a courtroom sentence. And it ends where the whole Vaar keeps ending — not on the wrongdoer but on the devotee's vigsi-aa, blossoming with joy.
If your feelings and choices were seeds, what kind of fruit would you want to be growing inside you right now?
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