Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Sing, O my mind, of the One who never fades and never ends, highest of all, full of kindness.
The One alone holds up the whole universe, the great Giver, who cherishes everything that lives.
Deeply kind and wise, the Cherisher pours care over every single being.
When the One comes to live in the heart, the heaviness of grasping and clinging simply falls away. When the One is truly pleased, even a small act of love bears full fruit and the effort is complete. My heart's wish is fulfilled just by remembering the One who is kind to the humble.
When the One lives in the heart, the heavy weight of wanting falls away, and even small acts of love are enough.
The song ends on achut abhinaasee, the One who never fades and never ends. Next comes bisambhar, the Sustainer of all. Sarab karai partipaalaa — the One cares for every living thing.
Kaal kantak lobh moh naasai jee-a jaa kai prabh basai — the sting of death, greed and clinging vanish in the soul where the One lives. Kaal means death, and kantak means a thorn. Lobh is greed, and moh is clinging. When the One moves in, those heavy things simply fall away, and death loses its sting. Think of setting down a heavy school bag at the end of a long day.
Safal sayvaa bha-ee pooran ghaalaa — service bears fruit, and the effort is complete. It is a tender promise. Small acts of love, given with a full heart, are enough.
So this song of praise closes. A soul that has moved through many names of the One arrives at simple, full thankfulness.
What is something small you did with a full heart that turned out to matter more than its size?
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