ਮਾਈ ਕਹਾ ਕਰਉ ਇਹੁ ਮਨੁ ਨ ਧੀਰੈ ॥
maa-ee kahaa kara-o ih man na Dheerai.
O mother, what should I do? This mind cannot rest.
ਪ੍ਰਿਅ ਪ੍ਰੀਤਮ ਬੈਰਾਗੁ ਹਿਰੈ ॥੧॥ ਰਹਾਉ ॥
pari-a pareetam bairaag hirai. ||1|| rahaa-o.
It is bewitched by the tender love of my Beloved. ||1||Pause||
Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Mother, what can I do? This mind will not rest.
It is spellbound by the tender love of my Beloved.
A heart captured by real love can't be calmed by lesser comforts.
The Pause is the helpless ache of viraha: "this mind cannot rest," "bewitched by the tender love of my Beloved." The soul cannot calm itself by any means because it has been captured by a love larger than any comfort. The unrest is love straining toward its source.
A Question to Sit With
What is something so important to you that nothing else can distract you from it?
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