Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Lost in thinking and planning, the night of life slips away.
Dreaming of all Maya's pleasures, a person never once remembers the One who holds the earth.
This one says endless planning for fun can crowd out what matters.
This is the Rahao, the "pause" line, the center of the shabad. sochat saachat rain bihaanee — thinking and planning, the night of life passes. The mind keeps scheming about the many pleasures of Maya, the world's shiny things. It fills the time so fully that there is never a moment to remember the One.
Think of spending all of recess planning the perfect game, until the bell rings. The busy planning is itself the thing that empties a life. (See also Shabad 96.)
How much of your thinking is planning for things that won't finally matter?
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