Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Happiness came, and sorrow ran far, far away — all because the awakened ones spoke the Name of the One out loud. It is like the rains coming: the sea, the land, the ponds and lakes all fill right up to the brim with water. And not a single place is left dry and empty — the blessing reaches everywhere, leaving no one out.
This pauri spreads the cooling of the Rahao outward into a great monsoon image. First the joy: sookh bhaiaa dukh door paraanaa — "sookh (happiness, peace) came, and dukh (sorrow) door paraanaa (ran far away)." And the cause: sant rasan har naam vakhaanaa — "the sant (awakened ones) with their rasan (tongue) vakhaanaa (spoke, uttered) the Naam." When the holy ones speak the Name, joy arrives and sorrow flees. The spoken Name, in the Sat Sangat, changes the very weather of the heart.
Then comes the monsoon flood: jal thal neer bhare sar subhar — "the jal (waters/seas), the thal (land), [all] filled with neer (water), the sar (ponds, lakes, pools) subhar (brimming, full to overflowing)." Picture the dry season ending: the parched land, the cracked lakebeds, the empty ponds — and then the rains come and everything fills. Sea and land and lake, all brimming. This is the Naam poured out like the monsoon over a thirsty world — and it is total, holding back nowhere.
The crucial closing line: birthaa koe na jaae — "no one (koe) goes birthaa (empty, unfilled, in vain)." Not a single place stays dry; not a single being is left out. This is the abundance and inclusiveness of grace. The monsoon does not rain only on the deserving fields; it falls everywhere, filling every pond, reaching every cracked patch of earth. So the Name, poured through the saints, reaches everyone — none excluded, none left empty (recall sabhe saajheevaal, none are baaharaa, Shabad 7). For two boys, this is a deep reassurance: the blessing is not a scarce prize for a chosen few; it rains on all, and no one who turns up with an empty vessel goes away still empty. The cooling of one heart (Rahao) becomes the watering of the whole world, leaving no place and no person dry.
Rain falls on every field, not just the deserving ones. If the deepest blessing is like that — reaching everyone, leaving no one out — how does that change who you think "deserves" good things?
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