Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
A deep peace rises up from the love of the One. Look, it comes from turning toward that love.
My separate 'me' ate itself up. Then my mind went clear as clean water. My small light blended into the great Light.
When the feeling of a separate "me" melts away, what is left is clear light.
First the verse says peace, sahj, rises up from love of the One. It comes from bhagat, loving devotion. The peace is not built by hand. It bubbles up by itself, like a spring, once the thing blocking it is gone.
Then a striking line: aap saytee aap khaa-i-aa — "the self ate up the self." The part of me that feels walled off from everyone uses itself up. What is left is not empty. The mind becomes nirmal, clean and clear. Jotee jot sam-ee — my small light blends into the great Light.
Think of a candle carried out into bright sunshine. Its flame is still there, but it is now part of all that light. This is the picture of union in this raag. Nothing new is added. A wall is simply taken away.
Can you recall a moment you forgot yourself completely — and felt more peaceful, not less real?
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