Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
I don't ask for power, and I don't ask for freedom. My mind is simply in love with your lotus feet.
Brahma, Shiva, the accomplished ones, the silent sages, and Indra — I want only the sight of my One.
This one says: real love doesn't ask for a prize.
raaj na chaahau mukat na chaahau — I don't want power, and I don't want mukti. Mukti means being set free from the cycle of births. It is the big goal many paths aim for. Yet the seeker sets even that aside. He wants something better than any reward. He wants the Beloved.
His love has grown past trading. He is not loving the One in order to get something. He simply loves, and the love is enough. This is bhakti, loving devotion, at its purest. Think of a grandchild who visits grandma not for the treats, but just to be with her.
Then he names the great beings of the old stories: Brahma, Shiva, Indra, the wise sages. He does not want their powers or their high rank. He wants only the darshan, the blessed sight, of his Master. When you love the One directly, even heaven's biggest prizes lose their pull.
Is it possible to love something so much that you don't even want a prize for it — the loving is the whole point?
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