Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
There is only One. And the One is found by the True Guru's grace — a gift that is always here, waiting for an open heart.
If only I could sit with the True Teacher and let my faults fall away, so my heart fills instead with all that is good — singing the One, again and again.
When the Teacher's words turn sweet, the tangle of wrongdoing loosens. The ache of ego (haumai — the feeling of being a separate, cut-off self) heals, fear slips away, and I settle into an easy, natural peace.
Held in that peace, my whole body feels like a place of rest, lit up by understanding. Day and night a quiet gladness stays — this closeness was always meant to be.
When the Guru's words turn sweet, ego and fear melt away.
The poet longs to meet the Guru, drop his faults and sing the One's praises. Then: gurbaanee sad meethee laagee — Gurbani, the Guru's words, always taste sweet. Sweetness, not force, does the work. Think of how a kind word from a friend can calm you faster than any scolding.
Ha-umai rog ga-i-aa bha-o bhaagaa — the sickness of ego (ha-umai, the feeling of being cut off and alone) is gone, and fear runs away. Then sehjay sahj milaa-i-aa — the poet melts into sahj, a deep and natural calm. The body feels like a cozy bed of rest. The verse ends: Dhur sanjogo — this meeting was written from the very start. So it feels like belonging, not a prize earned.
When has something you kept practicing slowly turned from hard into sweet?
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