Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Every living thing sings of You; You never fade, and near You the small proud self melts away.
Keep me however You wish — I am resting here at Your door.
Everyone sings of the One, and the singer rests at the One's door, trusting.
Keerat karahi sagal jan tayree — all beings sing Your praise. Abhinaasee means the One who never fades or ends. Muraaray here carries the sense of the One who melts away the proud, small self.
The close is gentle trust, sahaj: ji-o bhaavai ti-o raakho — keep me however You wish. Resting at the door is not giving up. It is the ease of trusting the flow of existence. Think of falling asleep in the back seat on a long drive, knowing someone you trust is at the wheel.
Is there a place or person where you feel safe enough to fully relax?
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