Sikhism·Raag Sorath·Shabad 149
Verse 11 of 87

The Musk-Deer Who Searches Everywhere but Home

ਮਃ ੩ ॥
mehlaa 3.
Third Mehl:
ਘਰ ਹੀ ਮਹਿ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਭਰਪੂਰੁ ਹੈ ਮਨਮੁਖਾ ਸਾਦੁ ਨ ਪਾਇਆ ॥
ghar hee meh amrit bharpoor hai manmukhaa saad na paa-i-aa.
The home within is filled with Ambrosial Nectar, but the self-willed manmukh does not get to taste it.
ਜਿਉ ਕਸਤੂਰੀ ਮਿਰਗੁ ਨ ਜਾਣੈ ਭ੍ਰਮਦਾ ਭਰਮਿ ਭੁਲਾਇਆ ॥
ji-o kastooree mirag na jaanai bharmadaa bharam bhulaa-i-aa.
He is like the deer, who does not recognize its own musk-scent; it wanders around, deluded by doubt.
ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਤਜਿ ਬਿਖੁ ਸੰਗ੍ਰਹੈ ਕਰਤੈ ਆਪਿ ਖੁਆਇਆ ॥
amrit taj bikh sangrahai kartai aap khu-aa-i-aa.
The manmukh forsakes the Ambrosial Nectar, and instead gathers poison; the Creator Himself has fooled him.
ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਵਿਰਲੇ ਸੋਝੀ ਪਈ ਤਿਨਾ ਅੰਦਰਿ ਬ੍ਰਹਮੁ ਦਿਖਾਇਆ ॥
gurmukh virlay sojhee pa-ee tinaa andar barahm dikhaa-i-aa.
How rare are the Gurmukhs, who obtain this understanding; they behold the Lord God within themselves.
ਤਨੁ ਮਨੁ ਸੀਤਲੁ ਹੋਇਆ ਰਸਨਾ ਹਰਿ ਸਾਦੁ ਆਇਆ ॥
tan man seetal ho-i-aa rasnaa har saad aa-i-aa.
Their minds and bodies are cooled and soothed, and their tongues enjoy the sublime taste of the Lord.
ਸਬਦੇ ਹੀ ਨਾਉ ਊਪਜੈ ਸਬਦੇ ਮੇਲਿ ਮਿਲਾਇਆ ॥
sabday hee naa-o oopjai sabday mayl milaa-i-aa.
Through the Word of the Shabad, the Name wells up; through the Shabad, we are united in the Lord's Union.
ਬਿਨੁ ਸਬਦੈ ਸਭੁ ਜਗੁ ਬਉਰਾਨਾ ਬਿਰਥਾ ਜਨਮੁ ਗਵਾਇਆ ॥
bin sabdai sabh jag ba-uraanaa birthaa janam gavaa-i-aa.
Without the Shabad, the whole world is insane, and it loses its life in vain.
ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਏਕੋ ਸਬਦੁ ਹੈ ਨਾਨਕ ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਪਾਇਆ ॥੨॥
amrit ayko sabad hai naanak gurmukh paa-i-aa. ||2||
The Shabad alone is Ambrosial Nectar; O Nanak, the Gurmukhs obtain it. ||2||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

The sweetest thing is already brimming inside your own home — inside you — but it is easy to miss and go looking for it everywhere else.

It is like the musk-deer, who carries a beautiful scent in its own body and runs all over the forest searching for where that smell is coming from.

A rare few grow quiet enough to notice, and suddenly they find the One right there within them.

Then body and mind cool and settle, and even the taste of ordinary life turns sweet.

It is through the Word that the Name rises up in you, and through the Word that you feel joined to the whole.

You are the musk-deer — the sweetness you are chasing is already inside you.
The deeper layer

This is one of the Vaar's great images. The musk-deer (kastooree mirag) has a fragrant gland in its own belly yet roams the forest chasing the scent — a perfect picture of seeking outside for what is already within (ghar hee meh amrit bharpoor hai). Guru Amar Das ties the discovery entirely to the Shabad, the Word: sabday hee naa-o oopjai — through the Word the Name wells up; amrit ayko sabad hai — the Word itself is the nectar. Note the healing vocabulary again: tan man seetal ho-i-aa — body and mind grow cool. The teaching is quietly revolutionary for a child: the thing you most need is not somewhere far away to be earned; it is already here, waiting to be noticed.

A Question to Sit With

Have you ever hunted all over for something and then realized it was right there with you the whole time?

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