Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The best thing the person facing the Guru can do is sing the praises of the One. That's how they find the doorway out of being stuck. All day and all night they are soaked in the color of love and keep singing — and then they get invited into the most beautiful room of all: the very presence of the One, right inside themselves.
The word saar means "the essence, the best, the most worthwhile." And the song says the most worthwhile action of the gurmukh is keerat — singing praise. Not the most clever action, not the most disciplined or impressive: just glad, grateful singing. This is striking. After all the talk of mirrors, rust, and burning away duality, the high practice turns out to be simple joy poured out loud.
The "gate of salvation" — mokh duaar — is found through this singing, not through grim effort. And the soaking image from earlier in this raag returns: rang ratta, dyed in the color, day and night (an-din). The praise and the love feed each other: the more you're soaked in the color, the more you sing; the more you sing, the deeper the color sets.
The last image is tender: andar mahal bulaavaniaa — "called into the mansion within." A mahal is an inner palace, the most intimate chamber. You are invited in — the verb is gentle, a host welcoming a guest. And it's andar, inside you. The whole journey of this composition — from the fruit tree, through the sangat, past the mirror and the burning of duality — ends not in some far-off heaven but in being welcomed into the deepest room of your own being, where the One has been all along.
What's something you love so much that praising it out loud just makes you love it more?
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