Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One is woven into the fabric of my mind; it is not outside it even for an instant.
Nanak, the true Master fulfills my hopes and always watches over me.
A gorgeous image: the One "woven into the fabric of my mind" — not a thought that comes and goes, but a thread run through the very weave of consciousness, inseparable from it. You cannot pull one thread from a cloth without it being part of the whole; so the One is part of the very texture of this mind. And "always watches over me" — the constant, attentive care (as in Raag Devgandhaari Shabad 42, "wherever I look, I find Him with me"). The seeker is never unwatched, never unaccompanied; the One is woven in and watching over, at once the fabric and the guardian.
What's the difference between a good thought that comes and goes and something woven into the very fabric of who you are?
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