Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
You could say it a million times and a million more — the One is, the One is. You could keep saying it forever and never run out of reasons to. And you might feel you will never tire, that nothing could stop you, so strong is the pull to keep praising.
Nanak says: even all of that endless praise is only the tiniest drop. To imagine you had captured the whole of the One in your words would be to miss how vast it is. So we praise with a full heart and an open, humble one — glad to offer a drop, knowing the ocean is beyond us.
First Mehl. Tireless praise — He is, He is (hai hai), said millions of times (kot kot). Yet the turn: even endless praise is a mere speck, and to claim it captures the One is the only real error (upar aakhan dos). Praise is held together with humility — offer the drop, honor the ocean.
Can you love something so much that words feel too small — and be happy about that anyway?
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