ਊਚ ਨੀਚ ਬਿਕਾਰ ਸੁਕ੍ਰਿਤ ਸੰਲਗਨ ਸਭ ਸੁਖ ਛਤ੍ਰ ॥
ooch neech bikaar sukarit saNlgan sabh sukh chhatar.
High and low, bad and good - the comforting canopy of the sky stretches evenly over all.
ਮਿਤ੍ਰ ਸਤ੍ਰੁ ਨ ਕਛੂ ਜਾਨੈ ਸਰਬ ਜੀਅ ਸਮਤ ॥੪॥
mitar satar na kachhoo jaanai sarab jee-a samat. ||4||
It knows nothing of friend and enemy; all beings are alike to it. ||4||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The wide sky stretches like a cool canopy over everyone, the great and the small alike.
It knows no friend and no enemy; every living being is the same to it.
True shelter covers everyone, with no one left out.
Mitar satar na kachhoo jaanai — no friend, no enemy. The sky shelters all without sorting people into mine and not-mine. This is one of the clearest pictures of equal love.
A Question to Sit With
Who might you be leaving out of your canopy?
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