Sikhism·Raag Maajh·Shabad 64
Verse 6 of 9

The Word Charms the Restless Mind Into Stillness

ਅਜਬ ਕੰਮ ਕਰਤੇ ਹਰਿ ਕੇਰੇ ॥
ajab kamm kartay har kayray.
The actions of the Creator Lord are marvelous and wonderful.
ਇਹੁ ਮਨੁ ਭੂਲਾ ਜਾਂਦਾ ਫੇਰੇ ॥
ih man bhoolaa jaaNdaa fayray.
This mind is deluded, and goes around the wheel of reincarnation.
ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਬਾਣੀ ਸਿਉ ਚਿਤੁ ਲਾਏ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਸਬਦਿ ਵਜਾਵਣਿਆ ॥੫॥
amrit banee si-o chit laa-ay amrit sabad vajaavani-aa. ||5||
Those who focus their consciousness on the Ambrosial Bani of the Word, hear the vibrations of the Ambrosial Word of the Shabad. ||5||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

The Creator's doings are wonderful and astonishing, full of surprises beyond our understanding.

This mind of ours keeps getting confused and going in circles, lost and wandering.

But some fix their attention on the nectar-sweet Word. They begin to *hear* it ringing inside them, the sweet **shabad** sounding like quiet music in the depths.

The restless mind can't hear the quiet music underneath until the sweet Word charms it into stillness.
The deeper layer

This verse says the Creator's work is amazing, our minds go in circles, and the sweet Word can bring them to stillness.

It opens with wonder. "Ajab kamm kartay har kayray" — the Creator's works are amazing. That is the right answer to the hukam of the last verse: not worry, but awe. Think about it. There is a world at all. It holds together in such fine detail. You are here, breathing. The spiritual life starts with wonder at the gift of it all, not with grim duty.

Next comes the honest problem. "Ih man bhoolaa jaandaa fayray" — this mind gets lost and goes around in circles. The literal says it circles through birth after birth. Day to day, it looks like replaying worries and chasing wants, like a hamster on a wheel. It's not a sin. It's just how an untrained mind is, like a puppy that won't sit.

Then the gentle answer. "Amrit banee si-o chit laa-ay" — rest your attention on the sweet Word. Then "amrit sabad vajaavani-aa" — the sweet shabad (the Word) plays inside you like music. Teachers often link this to the anhad shabad, the "unstruck song," a music the soul hears when inner noise quiets. The verse doesn't use that word, but the idea fits.

Picture a noisy lunchroom. You can't hear the soft music on the speakers until the chatter drops. The spinning mind is the chatter. Steady your attention on the Word, and the noise settles. The mind isn't forced quiet. It's charmed quiet, drawn so gently into the sweetness that it forgets to spin. And there is the song that was playing all along.

A Question to Sit With

What's something beautiful you can only notice when everything gets quiet — that the noise usually drowns out?

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