Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
He is so beautiful to my eyes; beholding Him, I am bewitched.
I am worthless, O my mother — yet He Himself has attached me to the hem of His robe.
This one says that even when you feel you have nothing to offer, the Beloved holds you close.
Nain pasando — He is beautiful to my eyes. Seeing Him, I am filled with wonder. Then an honest line: mai nirgun — I have no good qualities of my own. And yet aap larh laa-ay la-ee — He Himself has tied me to the hem of His robe.
This is grace beyond earning. The soul brings nothing, yet the Beloved takes it close. Think of a small child holding a parent's coat in a crowd. The child did nothing to earn it; the parent simply keeps them near. Another hymn tells the same story: an orphan made into a queen.
What is it like to be kept close by someone, not for what you offer, but freely?
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