Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
My tongue is happily lost in the One — the very source of all sweetness.
I'm coloured through with love, resting my heart at the One's gentle feet, which are a treasure all by themselves.
Because I was always the One's own, the One kept me safe — that is simply how perfect this love is. The Giver of peace folded me in, and my honor was held.
I belong to the One, and so the One keeps me safe.
This is the Rahao, the "pause" line at the center of the shabad. Rasnaa raam rasaa-in maatee — my tongue is happily lost in the One. Rasaa-in means the source of all sweetness. It is like a favorite song you cannot stop humming.
Jis kaa saa tin hee rakh lee-aa — I belonged to the One, so the One kept me. The keeping comes from belonging, not from making a deal. A parent never asks a child to earn a seatbelt. Mayl lee-o aapay — the One brought me close. The joining is the One's own doing.
What does it feel like to be so at ease with someone that you know they've got you?
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