ਕਹਤ ਕਬੀਰ ਸੁਨਹੁ ਮੇਰੀ ਮਾਈ ॥
kahat kabeer sunhu mayree maa-ee.
Says Kabir, listen, O my mother
ਹਮਰਾ ਇਨ ਕਾ ਦਾਤਾ ਏਕੁ ਰਘੁਰਾਈ ॥੪॥੨॥
hamraa in kaa daataa ayk raghuraa-ee. ||4||2||
- the Lord alone is the Provider, for me and my children. ||4||2||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Kabir says: listen, mother —
the One alone is the Provider, for me and for my children.
Real security rests not finally on the trade but on the One who provides — not carelessness, but deeper trust about where provision comes from.
The close answers the mother's opening worry with quiet faith: "the Lord alone is the Provider, for me and my children." Kabir does not dismiss her fear; he re-anchors it. The family's security rests not finally on the loom but on the One who feeds all (the raag's steady conviction — recall Shabad 16, the One who feeds the life in the stone). It is not carelessness about provision but a deeper trust about where provision truly comes from.
A Question to Sit With
Where do you locate your security — in the 'loom,' or in something deeper that provides through it?
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