Sikhism·Raag Maajh·Shabad 89
Verse 27 of 90

Love of the One Is No Means to Abundance

ਸਲੋਕੁ ਮਃ ੧ ॥
salok mehlaa 1.
Shalok, First Mehl:
ਨਦੀਆ ਹੋਵਹਿ ਧੇਣਵਾ ਸੁੰਮ ਹੋਵਹਿ ਦੁਧੁ ਘੀਉ ॥
nadee-aa hoveh Dhaynvaa summ hoveh duDh ghee-o.
If the rivers became cows, giving milk, and the spring water became milk and ghee;
ਸਗਲੀ ਧਰਤੀ ਸਕਰ ਹੋਵੈ ਖੁਸੀ ਕਰੇ ਨਿਤ ਜੀਉ ॥
saglee Dhartee sakar hovai khusee karay nit jee-o.
If all the earth became sugar, to continually excite the mind;
ਪਰਬਤੁ ਸੁਇਨਾ ਰੁਪਾ ਹੋਵੈ ਹੀਰੇ ਲਾਲ ਜੜਾਉ ॥
parbat su-inaa rupaa hovai heeray laal jarhaa-o.
if the mountains became gold and silver, studded with gems and jewels
ਭੀ ਤੂੰਹੈ ਸਾਲਾਹਣਾ ਆਖਣ ਲਹੈ ਨ ਚਾਉ ॥੧॥
bhee tooNhai salaahnaa aakhan lahai na chaa-o. ||1||
-even then, I would worship and adore You, and my longing to chant Your Praises would not decrease. ||1||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

Imagine the rivers turned to milk, and the springs poured cream and butter.

Imagine the whole earth became sugar, sweet beyond anything.

Imagine every mountain turned to gold and silver, studded with gems.

Even then, with all of that to enjoy, I would still want only You. My longing to sing Your praises would not shrink by even the smallest amount.

Genuine love of the One isn't a means to abundance — hand the soul all the wealth in the world, and its longing for the Beloved wouldn't drop by a hair.
The deeper layer

This verse says: even if the whole world turned into treats and treasure, I would still love You more.

It begins a set of four shaloks, short verses, that belong together. They ask one question: what could ever make the soul love the One less? Four times the answer is: nothing. This first one pictures the world turned into a feast. "Nadee-aa hoveh Dhaynvaa" — the rivers become cows giving milk. The springs flow with milk and ghee, clarified butter. "Saglee Dhartee sakar hovai" — the whole earth becomes sugar. The mountains turn to gold and silver, set with gems. Every treat and every treasure, piled up beyond imagining.

Then comes the line that ends all four verses. "Bhee tooNhai salaahnaa aakhan lahai na chaa-o" — even then I would praise You, and my longing to speak of You would not drop. That's the heart of it. A soul that truly loves the One doesn't love the One to get rivers of milk and mountains of gold. It loves the One for the One. Hand it all the riches in the world, and its longing wouldn't drop by a hair.

This quietly shows what real love is. It's easy to treat faith like a deal: pray to get something, be good to win a prize. Guru Nanak imagines the prize already maxed out and handed over. Real love wouldn't change at all. Think of a child at a birthday party with a table full of gifts. Their eyes still go looking for their mom or dad in the crowd. The gifts are nice. The person is the point. The longing is for the Beloved, not the Beloved's gifts.

A Question to Sit With

Do you love the things you love for themselves, or for what you can get from them — and how would you know the difference?

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