One Oankar, the primal energy, realized through the grace of divine preceptor
By one bang, the Oankar created and spread myriad of forms.
He extended His self in the form of air, water, fire, earth and sky etc.
He created water, land, trees, mountains and many biotic communities.
That supreme creator Himself is indivisible and in one wink of an eye can create millions of universes.
When boundaries of His creation are unknowable, how can the expanse of that Creator be known?
No end is there of His extremes; they are infinite.
How vast could He be said? The grandeur of the Great is great.
I relate what I have heard that He is said to be the greatest of the great.
Crores of universes reside in His trichome.
None could be compared with Him Who created and spread everything with one bang.
He is beyond all the statements of the Vedas and the Katebas. His ineffable story is beyond all descriptions.
How could His unmanifest dynamism by seen and understood?
Creating the jiva (self) He made his body and gave good shape to his mouth, nose, eyes and ears.
Gracefully He bestowed hands and feet, ears and consciousness for listening to the Word and eye for beholding goodness.
For earning of the livelihood and other works, he infused life into body.
He bestowed various techniques of assimilation of music, colours, smells and fragrances.
For clothing and eating He gave wisdom, power, devotion, and discriminatory wisdom and thought process.
The mysteries of that Bestower cannot be understood; that loving Donor keeps with Him myriad's of virtues.
Beyond all accounts, He is infinite and unfathomable.
Mixing the five elements from four (life) mines (egg, foetus, sweat, vegetation) the whole world was created.
Creating the eighty-four lakhs speicies of life, the feat of transmigration has been accomplished in them.
In each one of the species many a creature has been produced.
All are responsible (for their actions) and carry writ of fate on their forehead.
Every breath and morsel is counted. Mystery of writs and that Writer could not be known by any one.
Himself imperceptible, He is beyond all writs.
Earth and sky are in fear but not held by any support, and, that Lord sustains them under the weight of fears.
Keeping air, water and fire in fear (discipline). He has mixed them all (and has created the world).
Setting earth in water He has established sky without the support of any props.
He kept fire in wood and loading the trees with flowers and fruits made them meaningful.
Keeping air (life) in all the nine doors He made the sun and the moon to move in fear (discipline).
That spotless Lord Himself is beyond all fears.
Even mounting the lakhs of sky none can reach that highest Lord.
He is higher than the highest; He has no (particular) place, residence, name and any fatigue.
If someone goes low equal to millions of netherworlds even then he cannot behold Him.
Even the covers of all the four directions - north, east, south, west, cannot over Him.
His expanse cannot be attained; He by one wink of His eye can create and dissolute (the whole cosmos).
As the fragrance adorns the flower, the Lord also is present everywhere.
About the day and month of the creation, the Creator has told nothing to anybody.
The Formless One who resided in His own self did not make anybody see His imperceptible form.
Himself He created all and Himself He (for the weal of creatures) established His name in their hearts.
I bow before that primal Lord, who is there in the present, who will remain in the future and who was in the beginning as well.
He is beyond beginning, beyond end and is infinite; but He never makes Himself noticed.
He created the world and Himself subsumes it in His self.
In His one trichome He has subsumed crores of universes.
What can be said about His expanse, His abode and the extent of His place?
Even His one sentence is beyond all limits and its evaluation cannot be done by millions of rivers of knowledge.
That sustainer of the world is inaccessible; his beginning and end is imperceptible.
Being so much great where has He hidden Himself?
To know this, the gods, men and many a nath are ever in concentration upon Him.
In His will lakhs of deep and unfathomable rivers (of life) go on flowing.
Beginning and end of those life currents cannot be understood.
They are infinite, inaccessible and imperceptible but still all move in the Lord, the great. They cannot know the extent of that imperceptible and boundless Lord.
Rivers having myriad's of waves meeting the ocean becomes one with it.
In that ocean are lakhs of invaluable jewel materials, which in fact are beyond all costing.
I am sacrifice unto that Creator Lord.
That sustainer Lord ought to be praised who has created the multicoloured creation.
He is bestower of livelihood to everyone and giver of charity unasked for.
None resembles anyone and the jiva (creative) is good or bad according to the ratio of perplexity in him.
Being transcendent, He is detached from every thing and being perfect Brahm. He is always with everybody.
He is beyond caste and symbols etc. but side by side He pervades one and all.
He is in air, water and fire i.e. He is the power of these elements.
The Oankar creating the forms created a fly named maya.
It cheated profusely all the three worlds, fourteen abodes, water, surface and the nether world.
All the ten incarnations, besides Brahma, Visnu, Mahesa, it made to dance in the bazar in the form of world.
The celibates, the chaste ones, the contented people, siddhas and naths all were made to move astray on the paths of various sects.
Maya infused lust, anger, opposition, greed, infatuation, and deceit in all and made them to have infightings.
Full of ego they are hollow from inside but none accepts himself imperfect (all feel they are the full measure and nothing less than it).
The Creator Lord Himself has concealed the reason for all this.
He (the Lord) is emperor of emperors whose rule is stable and kingdom greatly large.
How big are His throne, palace and the court.
How should He be eulogised and how could be known the expanse of His treasure and territory?
How great is His grandeur and magnificence and how many soldiers and armies are there in His service?
Everything is under His order is so much organised and powerful that no carelessness is there.
He asks none to arrange all this.
Even after reading lakhs of Vedas, Brahma did not understand syllable (paramatama)
Siva meditates through lakhs of methods (postures) but still could not recognise the form, hue and guise (of the Lord).
Visnu incarnated himself through lakhs of creatures but he could not recognise even a bit of that Lord.
Sesanag (the mythical snake) recited and remembered many a new name of the Lord but still could not know much about Him.
Many long-lived persons experienced life variously, but they all and many a philosopher could not understand Sabda, the Brahma.
All got engrossed in the gifts of that Lord and that bestower has been forgotten.
The formless Lord assumed shape and getting established in the form of Guru made all to meditate upon Lord (here the hint is towards Guru Nanak).
He accepted disciples from all the four varnas and founded the abode of treuth in the form of holy congregation.
He explained the grandeur of that word of the Guru beyond the Vedas and the Katebas.
Those who indulged in scores of evils were now put to meditate upon the Lord.
They were kept detached amidst maya and were made to understand the importance of that holy name, charity and ablution.
Gathering the twelve sects together, he prepared a high path of gurmukhs.
Following that path (or order) and mounting the stairs of honour they have all stabilised in their true selves.
Following the path of being gurmukh man does not read on the wrong way of uncertainty.
After beholding the true Guru, one does not see life, death, coming and going.
Listening to the world of true Guru he becomes attuned to the unstruck melody.
Coming to the shelter of the true Guru now man absorbs in the stabilising holy congregation.
He subsumes himself in the delight of the lotus feet.
Gurmukhs remain exhilarated after quaffing the hard to drink the cup of love.
Adopting the discipline in the holy congregation, the unbearable cup of love is drunk and endured.
Then the individual falling at the feet and eschewing ego dies in relation to all the worldly concerns.
Liberated in life is he who dies of maya and lives up in the love of God.
Merging his consciousness in Word and quaffing the nectar he eats up his ego.
Inspired by the unstruck melody he always goes on pouring the word-nectar.
Now he is already cause of all the causes but still does nothing harmful to others.
Such a person salvages the sinners and provides shelter to the shelterless.
The gurmukhs take birth in the divine will, they remain in the divine will and move in the divine will.
In the discipline and love of the holy congregation they fascinate the Lord God also.
Being detached like lotus in the water they remain away from the cycle of hopes and disappointments.
They remain steadfast like a diamond in between the hammer and the anvil and live their life deeply rooted in the wisdom of the Guru (gurmati).
They always imbibe altruism in their heart and in the sphere of compassion they melt like wax.
As four items mix up in betel and become one, likewise the gurmukhs get adjusted with every one.
They, in the form of lamp becoming wick and oil, burn themselves (for lighting others).
Crores of properties such as truth, contentment, pity, dharma, lucre are there but none could know the extremity of that (pleasure-fruit).
Four ideals are said to be and may be they are multiplied by lakhs, even then they do not equal the one moment of pleasure fruit.
Riddhis, Siddhis and lakhs of treasures do not equal its one small fraction.
Seeing the intimacy of Word and the consciousness, many combinations of philosophies and meditations are surprised.
Many methods of knowledge, meditation and remembrance are put forth;
But reaching the tranquil stage, the pleasure-fruit of the cup of love of the Lord attained by gurmukhs is wondrous.
At this stage, intellect, wisdom and millions of purities get combined.
Millions of rituals of recitation, penances, continence, burnt offerings and crores of oblations are there.
Fasts, rules, controls, activities are many but they all are like a weak thread.
Many are pilgrimage centres, anniversaries, and millions of virtuous acts, charities and altruism's.
Millions kinds of worship of gods and goddesses, combinations, detractions, boons, curses are there.
Many philosophies, varnas, non-varnas and many are the persons who do not bother about the (unnecessary) brands of lakhs of worships and oblations.
Many are the means of public behaviour, virtues, renunciation, indulgence and other covering devices;
But all these are craftsmanship's remain away from the truth; they cannot touch it.
Higher than truth is truthful living.
The true Guru (God) is the true emperor and the holy congregation is true throne which is most delightful.
The true Word is such a true mint where different castes in the from of metals meet the Guru, the philosopher's stone, and become gold (gurmukhs).
There, only the true divine Will operates because the order of truth alone is bestower of joy and delight.
There, only the true divine Will operates because the order of truth alone is bestower of joy and delight.
There, in the early morning eulogisation is true and is of the truth alone.
The creed of Gurmukhs is true, the teaching is true, (like other priests) they are not afflicted with avarice.
Gurmukhs remain detached among many hopes and they always play the game of truth.
Such gurmukhs become Guru and the Guru becomes their disciple.
Gurmukh repudiates ego and he likes the will of God.
Becoming humble and falling at the feet he becomes dust and earns honour in the court of the Lord.
He always moves in the present i.e. never ignores the contemporary situations and side by side accepts whatever is likely to happen.
Whatever is done by the creator of all the causes, is gratefully accepted by him.
He remains happy in the will of the Lord and considers himself a guest in the world.
He remains elated in the love of the Lord and goes sacrificed unto the feats of the creator.
Living in the world he remains detached and liberated.
One should remain in the will of the Lord by becoming an obedient servant.
All are in His will and all have to bear the heat of the divine order.
Man should make his heart a river and let the water of humility flow into it.
Leaving the worldly activities one should sit on the throne of holy congregation.
Merging consciousness in the Word, one should get the ornament of fearlessness prepared.
One should remain true in faith and contentment; the transaction of thankfulness should be kept to continue and one should remain away from worldly give and take.
Such a person neither drowns in water (of maya) nor gets burnt in the fire (of desire).
Kindness, affection, passionate love and smell do not remain concealed even if they are hidden and of their own get manifested.
Sandal makes the whole vegetation fragrant and never makes it self noticed (but still people come to know that).
Rivers and streams meet the Ganges and silently become pure without any announcement.
The diamond is cut by the diamond and the cutter diamond looks as if it has adopted the other diamond in its heart (likewise the Guru also cutting the mind of disciple gives place to him in his own heart).
The disciple of the Guru becomes such a sadhu in the holy congregation as if someone becomes philosopher's stone after touching the philosopher's stone.
With the steadfast teaching of the Guru, the mind of the Sikh becomes peaceful and God also becoming affectionate towards the devotee gets deluded.
Getting a sight of the imperceptible Lord is the pleasure-fruit for the gurmukhs.