Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One attaches its humble servants to the hem of its robe. So they swim across the world-ocean.
Remembering, remembering, remembering the One, peace comes. Nanak seeks the shelter of your door.
This part says we are carried across by being held, not by our own strength.
Laa-ay la-ay larh daas jan apunay — the One ties the servants to the hem of the robe. It is the tender picture from Raag Devgandhaari again. A small child holds a parent's clothing and is led safely through. Held like that, uDhray — they are carried across the huge ocean of the world. The crossing happens because of the holding, not because the swimmer is strong. Think of a toddler in a swimming pool, arms around a parent's neck.
Then comes simar simar simar — remembering, remembering, remembering. That repeating is the heartbeat of the practice. Not once, but again and again, until sukh, peace, settles in.
The shabad ends at saran du-aaray, the shelter of Your door. That is where the whole raag keeps arriving. At the doorway of the One, holding the hem, remembering, and finding peace.
What's it like to be led safely somewhere just by holding on, without having to know the whole way yourself?
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