Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Millions of Mayas, all the shiny pulls of the world, are the One's helpers.
Millions of souls are where the One rests, like a bed.
Millions of worlds are part of Your own body.
Millions of loving hearts live right beside the One.
The One is huge, and yet every life is held close.
Maya is the pull of the world, all the shiny things we chase. Here, millions of Mayas are only the One's helpers. Millions of souls are the One's resting place, the way a bed holds someone asleep. Millions of worlds are like the One's own arms and legs. And millions of loving hearts live right beside the One.
Think of a big school with thousands of kids. A good principal still knows each child's name. That is the picture here: vast and near at the same time. Even the things that usually pull us away are only servants of the One who holds every life close.
How does it feel to imagine that nothing and no one is left out of something so big?
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