Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
What comforts of Yours could I ever fully take in? By what way could my small mind hold You? And yet — You lovingly gather those who trust You into Your own shelter, O high and boundless One, beyond all reach.
Ki-aa sukh tayray sammlaa — "which of your joys can I hold?" — the wonder that the One is too vast to grasp. Kavan bidhee beechaar — by what method could I contemplate you? The answer is not a technique but a welcome: saran samaa-ee daas hit — the One, out of love (hit), absorbs the trusting into refuge. Oochay agam apaar — high, unreachable, infinite. The gap the mind can't cross, love crosses from the other side.
What is something too big to fully understand that still welcomes you in?
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