Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Sing the praise of the spotless One, held within everything.
The cause behind all causes, the mighty One; whatever it wills comes to pass.
In an instant it builds up and takes down; there is no other but it.
It fills the continents, the star-systems, the underworlds, the islands, every world.
Only the one the One teaches understands — that one alone becomes pure and unstained.
The first Pauree climbs through the One's vastness: it is "the Cause of causes," it "establishes and disestablishes in an instant" (the same world-making, world-unmaking power as Devgandhaari Shabad 13), it fills every world there is. And then the humbling final rung: only "the one the Lord Himself instructs" understands any of this. You do not reason your way to the One; you are taught it, from within, by grace. The vast cosmic sweep lands on a note of humility — comprehension itself is a gift, not an achievement.
Can you truly figure out something infinite by thinking harder, or does real understanding sometimes have to be given?
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