Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Countless ways the great play of life unfolds, more than anyone could ever figure out. Countless beautiful melodies rising up.
And every thought you have ever had — the loud ones and the quiet hidden ones — the One already knows them all.
The One plays in countless ways, and knows every thought, the loud ones and the quiet ones.
Maa-i-aa, the changing world, shows up in countless forms no one can fully read. Har raa-ay, the Sovereign One, is at play in all of them, like an artist with endless ideas. And there is lalit sangeet, beautiful music, everywhere.
Then the verse speaks of the record keepers who note every thought, open and hidden. Old stories called them Chitr and Gupt. We can keep just the tender part: the One already knows every thought you have.
That is not a courtroom to be scared of. It is like a parent who knows you so well they can tell how you feel before you say a word. Being fully known is a kind of comfort.
How does it feel to imagine being completely known, even your quietest thoughts?
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