Tukhaari, Fourth Mehl:
The Lord, Har, Har, is Inaccessible, Unfathomable, Infinite, the Farthest of the Far.
Those who meditate on You, O Lord of the Universe - those humble beings cross over the terrifying, treacherous world-ocean.
Those who meditate on the Name of the Lord, Har, Har, easily cross over the terrifying, treacherous world-ocean.
Those who lovingly walk in harmony with the Word of the Guru, the True Guru - the Lord, Har, Har, unites them with Himself.
The mortal's light meets the Light of God, and blends with that Divine Light when the Lord, the Support of the Earth, grants His Grace.
The Lord, Har, Har, is Inaccessible, Unfathomable, Infinite, the Farthest of the Far. ||1||
# Raag Tukhaari, Shabad 8 — Farther Than the Farthest, Yet Crossed With Ease
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One is farther than the farthest, deeper than the deepest, too vast for me to reach on my own.
Yet those who hold the One in mind cross the rough, choppy sea of life with surprising ease.
When people walk in step with the Guru's Word, the One draws them close and gathers them in.
Little by little, one light meets the great Light and blends right into it, when kindness pours down.
Farther than the farthest, deeper than the deepest: that is the One my heart reaches for.
This Chhant stanza is built on a paradox that Guru Ram Das loves: the One is agam, agaadh, aprampar (inaccessible, unfathomable, infinite, the farthest of the far), and yet is crossed to "with ease" (suhaylaa) by anyone who walks in step with the Guru's Word. The rough sea (bhau bikham) is the difficulty of life, rendered gently. Jotee jot samaanee is the little light blending into the great Light. The first line repeats at the end, wrapping the stanza in awe, the way a Chhant refrain does. It all happens "when the Lord grants His grace," received not earned.
Has something that felt impossibly far ever become close once you took the first step?
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