Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My friends, the One I love deals in the very best treasure — and I've found it: a sweetness beyond any price.
Some people already feel close and full of joy, while I'm still standing at the door, longing to be let in. But the One who arranges all things is kind, and blesses whoever the loving glance falls upon.
This verse is honest about the unevenness of longing — a note children rarely hear made safe. The Beloved is a merchant dealing in the priceless Name, and the singer has bought it — its sweetness unlimited. Yet she admits: ka-oo ras bhog... ha-o kandee kai duaar — some already enjoy the sweetness while I stand crying at the door, still waiting. This isn't despair; it's the truthfulness that keeps a heart from pretending. And it rests in trust: the Cause of causes arranges our affairs, and grace can fall on anyone, any time. Standing at the door, still longing, is itself part of the love — and the door does open.
Is it alright to admit when you still feel like you're waiting for something good? Why?
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