ਤਰਵਰੁ ਏਕੁ ਅਨੰਤ ਡਾਰ ਸਾਖਾ ਪੁਹਪ ਪਤ੍ਰ ਰਸ ਭਰੀਆ ॥
tarvar ayk anant daar saakhaa puhap patar ras bharee-aa.
There is a single tree, with countless branches and twigs; its flowers and leaves are filled with its juice.
ਇਹ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਕੀ ਬਾੜੀ ਹੈ ਰੇ ਤਿਨਿ ਹਰਿ ਪੂਰੈ ਕਰੀਆ ॥੧॥
ih amrit kee baarhee hai ray tin har poorai karee-aa. ||1||
This world is a garden of Ambrosial Nectar. The Perfect Lord created it. ||1||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
There is one tree with countless branches and twigs, and its flowers and leaves are full of sweet juice.
This world is a garden of nectar. The Perfect One made it.
All the countless different things in the world grow from one same source.
One tree with countless branches is a picture of Ik Onkar: one source, endless forms. The world here is a 'garden of nectar' (amrit kee baarhee), grown by the Perfect One, not a trap. It is a warm, world-affirming vision.
A Question to Sit With
When you look at how many different living things there are, what do you think connects them?
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