Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
How could I even count the greatness of those whose hearts are soaked in love for the Supreme One?
Peace, easy calm, and quiet joy live with them wherever they go. There is no gift on earth that compares to being near them.
Mahimaa taa kee kaytak ganee-ai — 'how much of their greatness can be counted?' — it overflows measure. Jan paarbarahm rang raatay — humble beings dyed (raatay, colored through) in love for the Supreme. What surrounds them: sookh sahj aanand — peace, sahj (natural equilibrium), and bliss. The striking claim: un samsar avar na daatay — there is no giver equal to them; simply being in their presence is a greater gift than anything else one could receive. The company of the God-loving is itself the treasure.
Is there anyone whose calm or joy seems to rub off on everyone around them?
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