Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I soak my whole self in the color of the One's love, and stitch together the life I'm meant to live.
Without the Name in my heart, I couldn't last even a moment.
Naam Dayv continues his tailoring imagery beautifully: I dye myself in the color of the Lord (soaking his whole being in the deep dye of love — the Rang the raag loves), and I sew what has to be sewn — stitching together a good life the way a tailor stitches cloth. His craft becomes his devotion at every step: dyeing, sewing, measuring, cutting. And the depth of his love: without the Lord's Name, I cannot live even for a moment — the One is as necessary to him as breath. For a child, the image is warm and vivid: you 'dye' yourself in what you love (you take on its color), and you 'sew together' your life out of your choices. Naam Dayv sews his out of love for the One, and can't imagine living any other way.
If you 'took on the color' of what you love most, what color would you be?
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