Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
This rain falls on everyone; it falls out of the One's own love.
The trees that stay soaked in the Guru's word turn green and full.
Nanak says: by the One's kind look there is peace, and the pain of all these beings goes away.
The rain falls on everyone alike, and the trees that stay soaked in the Guru's word turn green.
Ih jal sabh tai varasdaa: this water rains on all. Bhaa-ay subhaa-ay: it falls out of love, as its own nature. Grace takes no sides. So birkhaa haree-aavalay: the trees that stay samaa-ay, soaked in the Word, are the ones that turn green. Nadree sukh: by the One's kind glance, peace comes and dukh, pain, goes.
Think of two plants on the same windowsill. Both get the same sunlight, and the one whose roots drink deep grows tall.
Two people get the same chance; why does it bloom for one and not the other?
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