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Sikhism·Raag Goojaree·Shabad 58
Verse 3 of 63

Where the Mystery Outruns You, Bow and Trust

ਪਉੜੀ ॥
pa-orhee.
Pauree:
ਅਕੁਲ ਨਿਰੰਜਨ ਪੁਰਖੁ ਅਗਮੁ ਅਪਾਰੀਐ ॥
akul niranjan purakh agam apaaree-ai.
He is without relatives, immaculate, all-powerful, unapproachable and infinite.
ਸਚੋ ਸਚਾ ਸਚੁ ਸਚੁ ਨਿਹਾਰੀਐ ॥
sacho sachaa sach sach nihaaree-ai.
Truly, the True Lord is seen to be the Truest of the True.
ਕੂੜੁ ਨ ਜਾਪੈ ਕਿਛੁ ਤੇਰੀ ਧਾਰੀਐ ॥
koorh na jaapai kichh tayree Dhaaree-ai.
Nothing established by You appears to be false.
ਸਭਸੈ ਦੇ ਦਾਤਾਰੁ ਜੇਤ ਉਪਾਰੀਐ ॥
sabhsai day daataar jayt upaaree-ai.
The Great Giver gives sustenance to all those He has created.
ਇਕਤੁ ਸੂਤਿ ਪਰੋਇ ਜੋਤਿ ਸੰਜਾਰੀਐ ॥
ikat soot paro-ay jot sanjaaree-ai.
He has strung all on only one thread; He has infused His Light in them.
ਹੁਕਮੇ ਭਵਜਲ ਮੰਝਿ ਹੁਕਮੇ ਤਾਰੀਐ ॥
hukmay bhavjal manjh hukmay taaree-ai.
By His Will, some drown in the terrifying world-ocean, and by His Will, some are carried across.
ਪ੍ਰਭ ਜੀਉ ਤੁਧੁ ਧਿਆਏ ਸੋਇ ਜਿਸੁ ਭਾਗੁ ਮਥਾਰੀਐ ॥
parabh jee-o tuDh Dhi-aa-ay so-ay jis bhaag mathaaree-ai.
O Dear Lord, he alone meditates on You, upon whose forehead such blessed destiny is inscribed.
ਤੇਰੀ ਗਤਿ ਮਿਤਿ ਲਖੀ ਨ ਜਾਇ ਹਉ ਤੁਧੁ ਬਲਿਹਾਰੀਐ ॥੧॥
tayree gat mit lakhee na jaa-ay ha-o tuDh balihaaree-ai. ||1||
Your condition and state cannot be known; I am a sacrifice to You. ||1||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

The One is without kin, spotless, all-powerful, out of reach, endless.

Truly it is the truest of the true; nothing it made ever turns out false. The Great Giver feeds everyone it made. It has strung all things on a single thread and poured its light into them. By its Will some drown, and by its Will some are carried across. Only the one it destines truly remembers it. Your state can't be known; I give myself to You.

All the world's variety hangs on one thread of light — and where the mystery outruns you, the honest move is to bow and trust.
The deeper layer

The first Pauree restates the One-Thread — "He has strung all on only one thread; He has infused His Light in them" — the non-dual vision that all diversity hangs on one unity. And it holds a hard mystery honestly: some "drown" and some are "carried across" by the same Will, whose "state cannot be known." The Vaar does not pretend to explain everything; it bows before what it cannot fathom and gives itself over.

A Question to Sit With

Where do you meet a mystery you can't explain? Can you bow before it rather than force an answer?

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