Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
When the shiny distractions pull us under, we can feel like we're sinking.
But the moment real understanding dawns, we're lifted and carried across in a flash.
Here the poem's mood turns — the hinge from warning to hope. The first line names the sinking (bha-oojal... maa-i-aa mohi, drowned in the ocean, engrossed in glitter); but the second delivers the rescue and how fast it comes: jo naam layvai... khin mahi... paar — one who comes to know the One, by Grace, is carried across in an instant (khin). After ten verses of diagnosis, the good news arrives — and it's not slow. The turn from drowning to safety can happen in a single moment of real seeing. From here on, the poem is mostly invitation.
Have you ever had something suddenly 'click' and change how you felt in an instant?
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