Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
The One is my mother and my father and my closest relative, all at once. My mind lights up with delight just resting in that.
And when I sing the praises of the One in the Sangat, the foggy illusions that used to confuse me — the ones that made me feel small or separate — clear away.
maat pitaa bandhap — mother, father, kin: every protecting, belonging role gathered into the One. ahilaad is delight, joy. binsi-o sabh parmaad means all illusion is dispelled, and parmaad is the confusion of thinking oneself separate — the root of haumai. Sung together, that fog of separateness lifts through the joy of remembering.
saaDhsang is the Sangat — people gathered together to remember the One.
What illusions about yourself tend to clear away when you are singing or creating alongside other people?
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