Sikhism·Siree Raag·Shabad 57
Verse 3 of 5

The World Is Illusion — People Are Sleeping

ਸਚੀ ਭਗਤੀ ਮਨੁ ਲਾਲੁ ਥੀਆ ਰਤਾ ਸਹਜਿ ਸੁਭਾਇ ॥
sachee bhagtee man laal thee-aa rataa sahj subhaa-ay.
In true devotion, the mind is dyed in the deep crimson color of the Lord's Love, with intuitive peace and poise.
ਗੁਰ ਸਬਦੀ ਮਨੁ ਮੋਹਿਆ ਕਹਣਾ ਕਛੂ ਨ ਜਾਇ ॥
gur sabdee man mohi-aa kahnaa kachhoo na jaa-ay.
The mind is fascinated by the Word of the Guru's Shabad, which cannot be described.
ਜਿਹਵਾ ਰਤੀ ਸਬਦਿ ਸਚੈ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤੁ ਪੀਵੈ ਰਸਿ ਗੁਣ ਗਾਇ ॥
jihvaa ratee sabad sachai amrit peevai ras gun gaa-ay.
The tongue imbued with the True Word of the Shabad drinks in the Amrit with delight, singing His Glorious Praises.
ਗੁਰਮੁਖਿ ਏਹੁ ਰੰਗੁ ਪਾਈਐ ਜਿਸ ਨੋ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਕਰੇ ਰਜਾਇ ॥੨॥
gurmukh ayhu rang paa-ee-ai jis no kirpaa karay rajaa-ay. ||2||
The Gurmukh obtains this love, when the Lord, in His Will, grants His Grace. ||2||

Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa

In plain words

In true love, the mind is dyed deep red with the Lord's Love. It is calm and at ease.

The mind is won by the Guru's Word. No one can describe it.

The tongue, soaked in the True Word, drinks the sweet Amrit. It sings His praises with joy.

The Gurmukh gets this love when the Lord, in His Will, is kind.

The world is not unreal — it is not what it appears to be. Waking up is recognizing the difference.
The deeper layer

This verse says that true devotion colors the mind with love, the way dye colors cloth.

Sachee bhagtee man laal thee-aa — in true bhagtee (devotion), the mind turns laal, deep red, the color of love. Rataa sahj subhaa-ay — it is soaked in that color gently and naturally, with calm and ease.

Think of a white T-shirt dipped in bright red dye. After a while it is red all the way through, and it stays red. That is what love for the One does to a mind that keeps close to it.

Gur sabdee man mohi-aa kahnaa kachhoo na jaa-ay — the mind is so charmed by the Guru's Word that there are no words to describe it. Jihvaa ratee sabad sachai amrit peevai — the tongue, soaked in the True Word, drinks amrit, the sweet nectar, and sings with joy.

Gurmukh ayhu rang paa-ee-ai jis no kirpaa karay — a Gurmukh, someone turned toward the Guru, gets this color when the One is kind. We can't force the color. We keep showing up, and it comes as a gift.

A Question to Sit With

What is something in your life that looked one way and turned out to be completely different when you looked more carefully? How did the shift in perception change how you related to it?

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