Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Remembering the One, what you set out to do gets done, and grief loses its grip on you.
Remembering, you find yourself praising. You settle into a natural ease that nothing shakes.
Remembering, the heart opens like a lotus, and a music with no instrument begins - a hum underneath everything, that was always playing.
That peace has no edge and no end. Only those remember whom the One blesses - and Nanak takes shelter with them.
Remembering the One ripens into ease, the heart opens like a lotus, and an unstruck music begins.
Three of Gurbani's deepest words come together here in one arc. Sahaj - intuitive ease, the unforced poise of a soul that has stopped fighting - arrives through remembrance. The heart-lotus blossoms - the inverted lotus of the inner life turning upright to receive. And the anhad shabad - the unstruck melody, the background vibration of existence audible only to a quieted mind - begins to sound. The sequence matters: ease first, then opening, then music. None are manufactured; all are what a mind sounds like when the noise of separateness stops. The boldest line may be the quietest: "the peace of the meditative remembrance of God has no end or limitation" - a peace wider than every worldly peace, which is only a pause between disturbances.
Have you ever been so quiet inside that ordinary things - wind, breath, evening light - seemed to hum? What made that possible?
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