ਹਰਿ ਗੁਨ ਕਹਤੇ ਕਹਨੁ ਨ ਜਾਈ ॥
har gun kahtay kahan na jaa-ee.
The Glorious Praises of the Lord cannot be spoken by speaking.
ਜੈਸੇ ਗੂੰਗੇ ਕੀ ਮਿਠਿਆਈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
jaisay goongay kee mithi-aa-ee. ||1|| rahaa-o.
They are like the sweet candies given to a mute. ||1||Pause||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The praises of the Beloved cannot really be spoken out loud, not fully.
They are like sweets melting in the mouth of one who cannot speak, all delight, and no words big enough to describe it.
The sweetest joys are tasted, not explained.
The Rahao echoes Namdev's mute-tasting-sweetness from earlier in the section, a fitting rhyme to close the raag. Some joys are simply too full for language (goonge kee mithiaaee), known only by tasting. The sweetness is completely real; it just lives beyond words.
A Question to Sit With
What is a happiness you have felt that words could never quite describe?
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