Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Every treasure there is, and even the eighteen mystic powers, sit in the palm of the One's hand.
Nanak gives himself to You, again and again, forever. Your greatness has no edge at all.
This line zooms out from the birds to everything there is.
Sabh niDhaan — all treasures — and das asat sidhaan, the eighteen siddhis, the special powers that yogis once longed for, are all kar tal Dhari-aa — held in the palm of the One's hand.
That one picture does two things. It comforts: the One who holds everything can surely hold you. And it resets what we want: why chase what already rests in the hand that feeds you?
Nanak does not answer with a new plan. He answers with love. Tayraa ant na paraavari-aa — Your greatness has no end and no far shore. Think of standing at the ocean and trying to see the other side. You can't, and you just go quiet and smile. Wonder, not scheming, is the right answer.
If the thing you're chasing already sits in caring hands, what would change about how hard you grip it?
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