Verse 3 of 4
When the Name Soaks Through, Praise Becomes What the Heart Just Does
ਗੁਰ ਮਿਲਿਐ ਨਾਮੁ ਮਨਿ ਰਵਿਆ ਭਾਈ ਸਾਚੀ ਪ੍ਰੀਤਿ ਪਿਆਰਿ ॥
gur mili-ai naam man ravi-aa bhaa-ee saachee pareet pi-aar.
Meeting the Guru, the Naam comes to permeate the mind, O Siblings of Destiny, with true love and affection.
ਸਦਾ ਹਰਿ ਕੇ ਗੁਣ ਰਵੈ ਭਾਈ ਗੁਰ ਕੈ ਹੇਤਿ ਅਪਾਰਿ ॥੩॥
sadaa har kay gun ravai bhaa-ee gur kai hayt apaar. ||3||
He always sings the Glorious Praises of the Lord, O Siblings of Destiny, with infinite love for the Guru. ||3||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When the teaching meets me, the Name soaks all the way through, like color into cloth, and a true, steady love takes hold.
Then singing the praises of the One isn't a task — it's just what my heart keeps doing, out of a love that has no edges.
When the Name soaks all the way through, praise stops being a task and becomes what the heart just does.
A short du-tuka pauri, all sweetness. Naam man ravi-aa is the Name saturating the mind the way dye soaks cloth. Saachee preet is the real love — sach, genuine and lasting, not a passing mood. And the love for the teaching is apaar, without edges or bottom: a gratitude that never quite finishes.
A Question to Sit With
What do you love so much that doing it never feels like work?
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