Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The servant of the One is given over to the Name - and such hopes are never wasted.
The servant's whole purpose is serving; moving with the Command, the highest state arrives on its own.
Beyond this, no second scheme: within the mind, the Formless One dwells. The ropes fall away; hatred cannot find a hold; day and night, devotion at wisdom's feet.
Peace in this world, joy in the next - and the One draws such a servant all the way into Himself.
This one says that one clear purpose leaves no room for hate.
is tay oopar nahee beechaar — beyond this, the servant has no other thought. It is easy to read past this line. But it holds a rare, simple life: one purpose, serving; one home for the mind, jaa kai man basi-aa nirankaar, where the Formless One lives within.
Think of a compass needle. Shake it, and it still swings back to north.
The good things that come from this are listed as if they had to follow. And they do. tis kee aas na birthee jaa-ay — such hopes never go to waste. Hope tied to the One who never runs out cannot bounce back empty.
Then a line worth underlining for any family: banDhan tor bha-ay nirvair — the bonds break, and they become free of hate. Nirvair means without hate. It is the same word the Mool Mantar uses for the One. The servant takes on the Master's colors, as Sukhmani taught before.
ih lok sukhee-ay parlok suhaylay — peace in this world, happiness in the next. This is the payout the trading songs kept promising, the one investment that pays in both worlds. The last line gives the one reward the servant truly wanted: naanak har parabh aapeh maylay, the One joins them with itself.
What would your week look like with one purpose running through everything - and what small hatreds would starve without attention?
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