Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The glittering things I can see and hold -- this passing world is called Maya -- and even the people I love: none of them can be the ground I stand my whole hope on, or I lose my way.
That kind of power simply isn't in their hands to give, no matter how much they want to help.
So I place my hope in the One I love, who carries me safely across -- and carries everyone I love along with me.
Maa-i-aa (Maya) here is not something evil -- it is just the visible, shifting world of things, together with the strong pull of kutamb (family) attachment. The teaching is not to stop loving your family; it is to not make them the foundation of your deepest hope, because inh kai kichh haath nahee -- that kind of power is not theirs to hand over. Then comes the beautiful turn: the One who carries you across also tayraa kutamb sabh chhadaa-ee, saves your whole family too. Loving them and hoping in the One were never in competition.
Can you love someone deeply and still know they were never meant to carry everything for you?
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