Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Think the shiny stuff of the world is the root of it all, and you'll wander in a fog. The One slips out of mind.
But whoever is met by grace's glance is lifted to the highest, freest place.
This one says that mistaking the shimmer of the world for its root makes you wander, and grace lifts you.
Maa-i-aa kar mool — taking maa-i-aa, the changing surface of things, for the mool, the root. That is the mistake. It leads to bharmaa-ay, wandering, and to har jee-o visri-aa, forgetting the Dear One.
Think of a kid who thinks the shiny wrapping paper is the gift, and never opens the box.
The saving line is pure grace. Jis nadar karay so param gat paa-ay — whoever receives the nadar, the glance of grace, reaches param gat, the highest state. That state comes as a gift. It is received, not earned by effort or cleverness.
What in your life shines brightly but isn't actually the "root" of what matters most?
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