Sikhism·Siree Raag·Shabad 11
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Metal Merges with Metal

ਸਿਰੀਰਾਗੁ ਮਹਲੁ ੧ ॥
sireeraag mahal 1.
Siree Raag, First Mehl:
ਧਾਤੁ ਮਿਲੈ ਫੁਨਿ ਧਾਤੁ ਕਉ ਸਿਫਤੀ ਸਿਫਤਿ ਸਮਾਇ ॥
Dhaat milai fun Dhaat ka-o siftee sifat samaa-ay.
As metal merges with metal, those who chant the Praises of the Lord are absorbed into the Praiseworthy Lord.
ਲਾਲੁ ਗੁਲਾਲੁ ਗਹਬਰਾ ਸਚਾ ਰੰਗੁ ਚੜਾਉ ॥
laal gulaal gahbaraa sachaa rang charhaa-o.
Like the poppies, they are dyed in the deep crimson color of Truthfulness.
ਸਚੁ ਮਿਲੈ ਸੰਤੋਖੀਆ ਹਰਿ ਜਪਿ ਏਕੈ ਭਾਇ ॥੧॥
sach milai santokhee-aa har jap aykai bhaa-ay. ||1||
Those contented souls who meditate on the Lord with single-minded love, meet the True Lord. ||1||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

As metal melts into the same metal, those who sing the praises of the One are absorbed into the One they praise.

Like poppy flowers dyed deep red, they are colored all the way through with truth.

Those contented souls who meditate on the Lord with single-minded love meet the True One.

Like metal dissolves into like metal — when you become what you love, the boundary between you and it disappears.
The deeper layer

This one says that people who sing the One's praises end up melting into the One they praise.

Dhaat milai fun Dhaat ka-o — metal melts into the same metal. Heat two pieces of the same metal together and they flow into one. You can't find the seam afterward. The verse says praise works like that: sifatee sifat samaa-ay, the one who praises is absorbed into the One who is praised. That word for being absorbed means a full merging, with no line left between.

Then comes a color. Laal gulaal gahbaraa — deep red, like a poppy. In India this color has long stood for love and giving yourself. Think of a T-shirt dyed all the way through, not just painted on top. Being dyed in truth is like that. It doesn't wash out.

Sach milai santokhee-aa — the contented ones meet the True One. Contentment here is not trying harder or grabbing more. It is a settled heart with one love in it.

A Question to Sit With

Is there something you love so completely that when you're doing it, you stop noticing time passing? What does that feel like?

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