Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
**Dh** — even the dust at the feet of good and wise people is precious. Lucky are those whose hearts fill up with a longing to be near that goodness.
They aren't chasing riches, and they aren't even asking for paradise. They are simply in love — soaked in love for the One, and glad to sit humbly among the good.
How can worldly worries grab hold of them? They never let go of the One, so they have nowhere else they need to run. Whoever carries the Name in their heart is already whole.
The letter Dhadha (Dh), opening dhoor — "dust." "The dust of the Saints' feet" is a recurring Gurbani image for deep humility: to become dust is to let ego (haumai) dissolve completely, to want nothing but to be near goodness. The striking line is dhan nahee baachheh surag na aachheh — they don't crave wealth or even heaven. This is a quiet radical claim: the one soaked in love (at priya preet) has moved past the whole reward-and-punishment frame. They aren't being good to earn paradise; love has become its own home. So worldly anxieties "cannot grab them," not because they escaped the world, but because their center of gravity moved. To carry the Name in the heart is to already be pooran, complete — nothing left to chase.
Have you ever wanted to be near someone or something so much that no reward could make it better than just being there?
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