Poem 579

In plain words

He speaks the one clasp that holds a crore of beads, but He has never learnt a crore of empty words; He has the learning that puts an end to dying and being born, but dead learning never comes to Sai; He speaks words of Prema, heart given to heart, but Sai cannot give a speech; He goes unfailingly by His own truth, but Bābā cannot reckon up the faults of others; a child who knows no lies or guile, who looks on all beings as Himself: such a lord of sages has been born, and, as Bābā, is held fast by Bhakti.