Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The Perfect One fills their mind and body; they look on no other.
Suffering and sickness don't touch the one in good company, Nanak says; the One holds them to the hem of its robe.
The close pictures the devoted so full of the One ("fills his mind and body") that they "look upon no other" — single-hearted. And the tender final image: the One "attaches him to the hem of His robe" — held close like a child gripping a parent's clothing. "Hell and disease do not afflict" such a one — not a magic shield, but the security of being held so close that the deep troubles cannot finally reach.
What would it feel like to be held that close — gripping the hem, unable to be lost?
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