Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One is beyond all shapes, and yet has taken on every shape.
It pours itself into countless little rooms, each one different, different, different.
Inside each of us the mind keeps watch like a guard.
The Beloved quietly lives in the inner room — playing there, joyful, never tired, never old.
The One has no shape, yet lives inside every shape.
Nirgun haree-aa sargun Dharee-aa: nirgun means without form, and sargun means with form. The formless One has taken on form.
Anik khothree-aa bhinn bhinn: countless little rooms, each one different. Every body is one of those rooms. The word bhinn (different) repeats like a drumbeat. The short rhyming lines keep the song moving.
Inside, the mind is like a guard at the door. And in the inner room, nij mandar, the Beloved lives and plays with joy. Nah maree-aa nah jaree-aa: never dying, never growing old.
Picture a tall apartment building at night. Every window glows a little differently, but the same power lights them all.
Where do you feel most 'at home' inside yourself?
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