One Oankar, the primal energy, realized through the grace of divine preceptor
The Lord is the emperor of the emperors, the truth and the beautiful
He, the great, is nonchalant and his mystery cannot be understood
His court is also anxiety free.
The feats of His powers are unfathomable and impervious.
His praise is true and the story of His eulogisation is undescribable.
I accept the true Guru wondrous and offer my life (for His truth).
Millions of Brahmas, Visnus and Mahegas adore the Lord.
Narad, Saran and Sesanag eulogise Him.
The gams, gandharvas and Gana et al. play instruments (for Him).
The six philosophies also propound different garbs (for reaching Him).
The gurus sermonize the disciples and the disciples act accordingly.
Salute to the primeval Lord who is unfathomable.
The pirs and paigambars (messengers of Lord) worship Him.
The shaikhs and many other worshippers remain in His shelter.
The gaues and qutabs (spiritualists of Islam) of many places beg for His grace at His door.
Dervishs in their trance stand at His gate to receive (alms from Him)
Listening to the praises of that Lord many walls also love Him.
A rare person of high fortune reaches His court.
People go on explaining disconnected rumours
But none of the Hindus and Muslims has identified the truth.
Only an humble person is accepted respectfully in the court of the Lord.
The Vedas, katebas and the 'Qur'an (i.e. all the scriptures of world) also know not even a single word about Him.
The whole world is wonder-struck to see his wondrous deeds.
I am sacrifice unto that creator who Himself is the basic grandeur of His creation.
Millions of beauteous persons come to and go from this world
Millions of beauteous persons come to and go from this world and perform variegated activities.
The rags (melodies) and nods (sounds) also being wonder-struck eulogise that ocean of attributes (the Lord).
Millions taste and make others taste the edibles and inedibles.
Crores of people manage to make others enjoy the fragrance and varied smells.
But those who consider the Lord of this (body) mansion as an alien, they all cannot attain His mansion.
The confluence of Siva and the Sakti is the root cause of this creation full of duality.
The maya with her three gunas (qualities – rajas, tamas and salty) plays her games and sometimes fills the man (with hopes and desires) and at another time empties him totally frustrating his plans.
Maya deludes people through the cyclic garlands of dharma, arth, cam and mokc (four supposed ideals of life) offered by her to man.
But man, the sum total of five elements, perishes ultimately.
The jiv (creature), laughs, weeps and wails during all the six seasons and twelve months of his life
And imbued with the pleasures of the miraculous powers (given him by the Lord) never attains peace and equipoise.
Millions of skills make no avail.
Myriads of knowledges, concentrations and inferences are unable to know the mysteries of Lord.
Millions of moons and suns adore Him day and night.
And millions of people remain imbued with humility.
Millions are worshipping the Lord according to their own religious traditions.
Millions are worshipping the Lord according to their own religious traditions.
Only through loving devotion one can merge in the Lord, the absolute truth.
Millions of spiritualists and emperors confuse the public.
Millions adopt yoga and bhog (enjoyment) simultaneously
But they cannot fathom the divine who is beyond all the religions and the world.
Myriads of servants serve him
But their praises and eulogies cannot know his extent.
All standing at His court adore that anxiety-free Lord.
Many masters and leaders come and go.
Many majestic courts exist and their stores are so full of wealth
That continuous counting goes on there (to avoid any deficiency).
Many becoming helping hand to many families are sticking to their words and protect their reputation.
Many, controlled by greed, infatuation and ego, go on swindling and cheating.
Many are there who talking and discoursing sweetly wander in all the ten directions.
Millions are old people who are still swinging their mind in the hopes and desires.
(Autari=incarnate conception. Khewat=sailor. Khewhi=puts clothes on. Jaiwanwar=cook. Jewan=kitchen. Dargah Darbar= presence court or assembly.)
Millions are the generous persons who beg and bestow upon others.
Millions are incarnations (of gods) who having born have performed many acts
Many boatmen have rowed but none could know the extent and end of the world ocean.
The thinkers also could know nothing about His mystery.
The thinkers also could know nothing about His mystery.
Millions are eating and feeding others and
Millions are there who are serving the transcendental Lord and also in the courts of worldly kings.
The valiant soldiers show their powers
Millions of the listeners explain His praises.
Researchers also run in all the ten directions.
Millions of long-lived ones have happened but none could know the mystery of that Lord
Even being clever, people do not make their minds understand (the futility of rituals and other allied hypocrisies)
And ultimately get punished at the court of the Lord.
Physicians prepare myriads of prescriptions.
Millions of people full of wisdom adopt many a resolution.
Many enemies unwittingly go on increasing their enmity.
They march for fightings and thus show their ego
From youth, though, they step in old age yet their egotism is not effaced.
Only the contented and the humble lose their sense of egocentricity.
Lacs of spiritualists and their disciples assemble.
Myriads of beggers ave pilgrimages at the martyries.
Millions of people observe fasts (roza) and offer namaz (prayer) of id.
Many entice their minds by being busy in questioning and answering.
Many are engaged in preparing the key of evotion for opening the lock of mind's temple.
But those Who by becoming dervish at the door of Lord have become acceptable, never show their individuality.
Tall palaces are erected and carpets are spread therein,
To get counted amongst, the high-ups.
Constructing thousands of forts people rule over them
And millions of officers sing panegyrics in the honour of their rulers.
Such people full of their self-esteems go on transmigrating from
And to this world and look uglier in the true court of the Lord.
Millions of bathings at pilgrimage centres on auspicious occasions;
Serving at the places of gods and goddesses;
Observance of austerities and millions of praxis by being meditative and full of continence
Offerings through yajn and horns etc;
Fasts, dos and donots and millions of charities (for the sake of show business)
Have absolutely no meaning in that true court of the Lord.
Millions of leather bags (boats) go on floating on water
But even searching the vast ocean they do not find possible to know the ends of the ocean.
The lines of anil birds fly high to know about the sky but their jumps and
Upward flights do not take them to the highest borders of sky.
Millions of skies and nether worlds (and their inhabitants) are beggars before Him and
Before the servants of God's court are nothing more than a particle of dust.
The Lord has produced this world as the play of the three dimensional maya.
He has accomplished the feat of (the creation of) four life mines (egg, foetus, sweat, vegetation) and four speeches (pars, pasyanti, madhyama and vaikhar).
Creating from the five elements he bound them all in a divine law.
He created and sustained the six seasons and the twelve months.
For day and night He lit the sun and the moon as lamps.
With one vibrational throb he expanded the whole creation and delighted it through his graceful glance.
With one word (sound) the Lord creates the universe and destroyes it.
From that very Lord myriads of life streams have emerged and there is no end to them.
Millions of universes subsume in Him but He is uninfluenced by any of them.
He sees His own activities with great enthusiasm and makes many a man glorious
Who can decode the mystery and meaning of the principle of His boons and curses?
He accepts not only the (mental) repentance of sins and virtues (and accepts the good deeds).
Creation, the power of the Lord is unrpproachable and unfathomable.
Nobody can know its extent. That creator is without any anxiety;how could He be persuaded and amused.
How the majesty of His court could be described.
None is there to tell the way and means leading to Him.
This is also incomprehensible that how infinite are his eulogies and how should He be concentrated upon.
The dynamics of the Lord is unmanifest, deep and unfathomable; it cannot be known.
The primeval Lord is said to be the supreme wonder.
The words also fail to tell about the beginning of that beginningless.
He operates in the time and even before the time primordial and mere discussions cannot explain Him.
He, the protector and lover of the devotees is undeceivable known by the name of the equipoise.
The desire of the consciousness is to remain merged in His unstruck melody heard in the trance.
He, being full of all dimensions, is the wonder of the wonders.
Now the only desire remains that the grace of the perfect Guru be with me (so that I may realise the Lord).