ਭਰੀਐ ਮਤਿ ਪਾਪਾ ਕੈ ਸੰਗਿ॥ ਓਹੁ ਧੋਪੈ ਨਾਵੈ ਕੈ ਰੰਗਿ॥
If the mind is sullied with wrongdoings, then it can be cleansed only with the love for the Divine. – Jap Ji Sahib, stanza 20
The Beauty of Jap Ji Sahib
A Poetic Rendition Part 5
Pauri 16
The Panch are exemplars, with Your sanction, the chosen ones,
Honored in Your Court,
Resplendent at Your Door,
They remain transfixed on Your Name.
Mere speech and thought,
Fail to account for Your Creation.
Dhaul, the mythical Bull, is Dharam, the Eternal Law – born of compassion,
With the bond of contentment holding Creation in place;
Those who realize this know the Truth
The weight of Dhaul’s load
Extends beyond our Earth – to endless worlds!
Who supports this weight?
All species incarnate, their forms and names,
Are all recorded by the ever-flowing Pen of Hukam.
Who can write this account?
The more one writes, the bigger it becomes!
What power! Behold the beauteous Form!
What bounty! Who knows Your creative potency
That created this vast expanse – with One Sound,
Bringing forth all streams of life.
Your creative force I cannot state
I cannot even once be a sacrifice to You.
What pleases You is the only good deed,
You are Eternal, O Formless One!
