Celebrating with the Lord

Shri Guru Granth Sahib -- Raag Basant
Translated excerpts from section 29 (Raag Basant) of Guru Granth Sahib

My God is in bloom, forever in spring.
This mind blossoms forth, singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord of the Universe.

Those who are imbued with Truth, are forever in the bloom of spring.
Their minds and bodies are rejuvenated, uttering the Glorious Praises of the Lord of the Universe.

Without the Lord's Name, the world is dry and parched.

Why do you irrigate the barren, alkaline soil? You are wasting your life away!
This wall of mud is crumbling. Why bother to patch it with plaster?
Let your hands be the buckets, strung on the chain, and yoke the mind as the ox to pull it; draw the water up from the well.
Irrigate your fields with the Ambrosial Nectar, and you shall be owned by God the Gardener.
Let sexual desire and anger be your two shovels, to dig up the dirt of your farm, O Siblings of Destiny.
The more you dig, the more peace you shall find. Your past actions cannot be erased.
The crane is again transformed into a swan, if You so will, O Merciful Lord.
Prays Nanak, the slave of Your slaves: O Merciful Lord, have mercy on me.

When the mind is in spring, all people are rejuvenated.
Blossoming forth and flowering through the Lord's Name, peace is obtained.
Contemplating the Word of the Guru's Shabad, one is in spring forever,
with the Lord's Name enshrined in the heart.
When the mind is in spring, the body and mind are rejuvenated.
O Nanak, this body is the tree, which bears the fruit of the Lord's Name.

One Universal Creator God. By The Grace Of The True Guru:
I serve the Guru, and humbly bow to Him.
Today is a day of celebration for me.
Today I am in supreme bliss.
My anxiety is dispelled, and I have met the Lord of the Universe.
Today, it is springtime in my household.
I sing Your Glorious Praises, O Infinite Lord God.
Today, I am celebrating the festival of Phalgun.
Joining with God's companions, I have begun to play.
I celebrate the festival of Holi by serving the Saints.
I am imbued with the deep crimson color of the Lord's Divine Love.
My mind and body have blossomed forth, in utter, incomparable beauty.
They do not dry out in either sunshine or shade;
they flourish in all seasons.
It is always springtime, when I meet with the Divine Guru.
The wish-fulfilling Elysian Tree has sprouted and grown.
It bears flowers and fruits, jewels of all sorts.
I am satisfied and fulfilled, singing the Glorious Praises of the Lord.

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