Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
You are my mother, my father, my child, my whole family; You are the support of the very breath in me. In the company of good and true people, I sing of You — and so I am carried safely across a world that could have pulled me under.
The close. Maat pitaa sut bandhpo — mother, father, child, kin — the One as every family bond, the fullest form of this batch's parent-image. Praan adhaar — support of the breath of life. Then saadhsang... bhajai: in good company, remembering; and bikh tari-aa sansaar — crossing the "poisonous world." We render this as being "carried safely across a world that could have pulled me under" — the danger acknowledged, the safe passage foregrounded. Longing resolves into being fully held and safely carried.
Who makes you feel so held that hard things lose some of their power over you?
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