Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My clinging to Maya, the pull of the world's things, has run away from me, and a clear, clean understanding has sprung up inside me, fresh as new leaves.
Greed and clinging cannot even touch me now. I have taken hold of loving devotion to the One.
When love for the One grows, greed loses its grip.
Maa-i-aa means the pull of the world and its things. The tight clinging to it has run away. In its place, upji-o nirmal gi-aan — clear, clean understanding has sprouted up. It grows like fresh green shoots in spring.
Lobh moh ayh paras na saakai — greed and clinging cannot even touch me now. Why? Because I have taken hold of loving the One. Think of holding a friend's hand tightly in a crowd. When your hand is already full, nothing else can grab it.
What good thing could you hold onto so the not-so-good habits lose their grip?
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