Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Next to the One who holds the whole universe, everything else you could want turns out to be passing.
So Nanak asks only for the dust of the feet of the wise — and there the mind finally finds some peace and quiet.
The shabad ends where so many do: peace is found not by acquiring more but by lowering into humble company. "The dust of the feet of the Saints" — again, the image of gladly being least — is where sant (peace, tranquility) actually settles into the mind. The restless running of the middle verse resolves into stillness, and the stillness is social: it happens in the presence of people steadying toward the One. The immeasurable One makes everything else finally sit in proportion.
Where do you feel most calm — and who are you usually with when you feel that way?
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