Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I wander here and there like someone half-mad, dazed, searching everywhere for my darling One.
I would gladly be the servant of the servant of anyone who could bring me to my Beloved.
This verse is all longing — the sweet, aching restlessness the tradition calls viraha. The seeker wanders "like a madman," and there is no embarrassment in it; the longing itself is honored. Then the beautiful humility: "I would be the servant of the servant of anyone who could unite me with my Beloved." Daasan daas — the slave of the slave — is not self-hatred. It is what love actually feels like: you would gladly serve anyone who brings you closer to the one you love. The intensity of the wanting is not a problem to fix; it is the engine pulling the soul home.
Have you ever wanted something so much you'd do anything, even something humble, to reach it?
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