Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The True Guru is beyond reach; beyond reach is my Master. The One is an overflowing ocean of joy — worship the One with love.
Be kind to me, be kind. I am a meek little song-bird. Please pour one drop of Your Naam into my mouth.
One drop of the Naam is all the thirsty little bird asks for.
The satgur, the True Guru, and the Master are agam, beyond reach. The One is bhar saagar, a brimming ocean of joy. We come close through bhagat, loving devotion.
Then comes a favorite picture in Gurbani, the words of the Gurus. The saaring is the rain-bird, also called the chaatrik. People believed it drinks only falling raindrops. It waits with its beak open to the sky.
The seeker says: I am that meek bird. Ik boond naam mukh deejai: please put one drop of the Name in my mouth. Not a bucket, just one drop. The prayer is humble, empty-handed and trusting.
What is one small thing you long for that would mean everything to you?
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