Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
In Assu, come, my Beloved! My heart is aching with grief.
I can meet You only when You bring me to You. Loving other things in place of You has led me astray.
When falsehood robs a heart, the Beloved leaves it. And now the white flowers of old age bloom in my hair.
Summer is behind us and winter lies ahead. Watching this play, my shaky mind wavers.
In all ten directions the branches are green and alive. What ripens slowly is sweet.
Nanak says: in Assu, please meet me, my Beloved. The True Guru has become my friend and go-between.
Assu (September-October) is the pivot from heat toward cold. Doojaa bhaa-ay (the love of duality) is being pulled two ways at once. The white flowers in the hair are grey hairs: the seasons of a life turning, like the seasons of the year. Sahj pakai so meethaa — "what ripens slowly is sweet" — is a teaching about patience and unhurried growth. The True Guru is the baseeth (the go-between and true friend) who arranges the meeting.
What is something good in your life that took a long, slow time to grow?
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