Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
But the ones who love the One look beautiful at its door, glad both day and night.
Soaked through with love of the One beyond all, they shine — and Nanak gives himself to them.
The shabad, having dwelt on the entranced and defrauded world, closes by turning to the rare blooming hearts and letting the light fall on them. The devotees look beautiful in the True Court; night and day, they are happy. Against the spellbound sleeper who hears everything and wakes to nothing, here are the awake — and they are beautiful, and happy, around the clock. Their beauty is not the world's kind; it is the radiance of souls at home in the True Court, glad day and night because their gladness is sourced in the One and not in circumstance.
And the secret of their beauty and happiness is named: they are imbued with the Love of the Lord beyond all. Imbued — soaked, dyed through — with love of the One beyond all. This is the rang that recurs across the raag: the permanent color of divine love that makes a soul beautiful from within. The defrauded world chased Maya's enticements and was left dry; these souls were dyed in love and bloomed. And the shabad ends where these shabads love to end — in self-offering, now directed at the devotees themselves: servant Nanak is a sacrifice to them. Guru Arjan bows not above the blooming hearts but to them, giving himself to the company of those soaked in love. The shabad that began with the soul proudly carrying the Word as its banner ends by honoring all who march under the same colors — the rare, beautiful, happy souls dyed through with love of the One.
What would make you 'glad day and night' regardless of circumstance — and how is that different from happiness that depends on things going well?
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