ਨਿਰਾਹਾਰੀ ਨਿਰਵੈਰੁ ਸਮਾਇਆ ॥
niraahaaree nirvair samaa-i-aa.
He is beyond need of any sustenance, free of hate and all-pervading.
ਧਾਰਿ ਖੇਲੁ ਚਤੁਰਭੁਜੁ ਕਹਾਇਆ ॥
Dhaar khayl chaturbhuj kahaa-i-aa.
He has staged His play; He is called the four-armed Lord.
ਸਾਵਲ ਸੁੰਦਰ ਰੂਪ ਬਣਾਵਹਿ ਬੇਣੁ ਸੁਨਤ ਸਭ ਮੋਹੈਗਾ ॥੯॥
saaval sundar roop banaaveh bayn sunat sabh mohaigaa. ||9||
He assumed the beautiful form of the blue-skinned Krishna; hearing His flute, all are fascinated and enticed. ||9||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One who needs no food, who holds not one drop of hate for anyone, and fills everything everywhere.
This whole world is a wonderful, playful dance.
And when the flute sounds, everyone stops to listen, caught by its beauty.
The One that made everything holds no hate for anyone.
The One holds no hate for anyone, and the whole world is the One's play.
Nirvair, without enmity, is a word from the Mool Mantar. Dhaar khayl, setting out the play, pictures the world as the One's own game. The flute of dark, beautiful Krishna is the beauty that draws every heart home.
A Question to Sit With
What does it feel like to hold no anger toward anyone?
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