ਹਉ ਕਿਛੁ ਨਾਹੀ ਸਭੁ ਕਿਛੁ ਤੇਰਾ ॥
ha-o kichh naahee sabh kichh tayraa.
I am nothing; everything is Yours.
ਓਤਿ ਪੋਤਿ ਨਾਨਕ ਸੰਗਿ ਬਸੇਰਾ ॥੪॥੫॥੧੧॥
ot pot naanak sang basayraa. ||4||5||11||
Through and through, You abide with Nanak. ||4||5||11||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
On my own I am nothing much; everything I have is really Yours.
Woven through and through, like threads in a single cloth, You live right alongside me.
You are woven into the One like threads in a single cloth.
ot pot — warp and weft, the threads that make one fabric. ha-o kichh naahee sabh kichh tayraa: the empty-handed recognition again, but here it lands in intimacy — being nothing-on-my-own turns out to mean being completely woven into the One.
A Question to Sit With
What is something you are a small but real part of, that is much bigger than you?
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