This body and mind are Yours; all virtues are Yours.
I am a sacrifice, every little bit, to Your Darshan.
Please hear me, O my Lord God; I live only by seeing Your Vision, even if only for an instant.
I have heard that Your Name is the most Ambrosial Nectar; please bless me with Your Mercy, that I may drink it in.
My hopes and desires rest in You, O my Husband Lord; like the rainbird, I long for the rain-drop.
Says Nanak, my soul is a sacrifice to You; please bless me with Your Darshan, O my Lord God. ||2||
# Raag Tukhaari, Shabad 11 — Like the Rainbird Longing for the Drop
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
This body, this mind, everything good in me: it all belongs to You already.
I would give every little piece of myself just to see You.
Even one glimpse of You, even for a heartbeat, and I feel truly alive.
They say Your Name is like sweet nectar, and if You are kind, I will get to drink it.
All my hopes lean toward You, the way the little rainbird waits, beak open, for one falling drop.
My heart is Yours. Please, let me see You.
The picture at the center is the chaatrik, the rainbird, which in old poetry drinks only the single swaanti raindrop and waits with its beak open to the sky, an emblem of one-pointed longing. Here that longing is rendered as bright, hopeful waiting, never as pining or despair. Amrit naam is the nectar-Name, drunk only if grace allows ("if You are kind"). "I would give every little piece of myself" carries the force of khannee-ai vanjaa as wholehearted giving, kept child-safe, with no self-harm. To "hear" the Name and "see" the One weave suniai and daras together.
What are you waiting for with real hope right now?
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