Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
By the grace of the saints, I met the One who gives peace, and the loud, buzzing voice of my ego — the part that always insists “me, me, me” — grew quiet.
Nanak says: the One's servants are dyed in the One's love. My mind and body bloom like a whole forest bursting into leaf and flower.
haumai hooh is the noise of egotism: ego pictured as constant background static. Meeting the sukh-daata, the Giver of peace, makes it binsee, dissolved. Ego here is a noise to be stilled, a fever to heal. What follows is ma-uli-o... jooh — the forests of mind and body blossom, a whole inner landscape coming to life once the static quiets.
What blossoms in you when the anxious, self-focused voice in your head finally goes quiet?
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