Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
O Beloved One, my thirst for You will not go away — and I would not want it to. The stranger thing is this: the more of Your Water I drink, the more I long for You. This thirst is not a lack. It is love that keeps growing.
Where the previous shabad ended with thirst quenched, this one opens with a beautiful paradox (Kabir loves ulat-baasee, "upside-down" language): the thirst deepens even in the Water. Jal meh agan uthee adhikaa-ay — "a fire rises higher within the very Water." This is not frustration; it is the way real love works — being close to the Beloved makes you want to be closer still. The Rahao holds the whole shabad's mood: longing that grows sweeter, not more painful, the more it is fed.
Is there something you love so much that spending time with it only makes you want more of it?
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