Meditating on the Lord, His servant swims across to salvation.
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Remembering the One, its servant swims across to safety.
When the One is kind to the humble, then one no longer suffers the endless circling.
The verb "swims across" (with the One's help) recurs through the raag — the ocean of existence, crossed not by one's own strength but by remembrance and grace. "Suffer reincarnation only to die again" names the weary loop of a life that never finds its rest, circling through the same attachments and losses. Grace to the humble ("the meek") breaks the loop. Note who receives it: not the mighty or the accomplished, but the humble — the ones who have stopped insisting on their own bigness. The crossing is for those small enough to be carried.
Why might being humble — small enough to accept help — matter more here than being strong?
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