Translation by Dr. Sant Singh Khalsa
Because of this clinging, people are born again and again;
held tight by attachment, they walk toward the city of Death.
This one says a closed fist cannot receive what lasts.
Ayt mohi fir joonee paahi — in this clinging, people are born again and again. Clinging keeps the whole cycle of coming and going turning. The grip that can't let go of anything keeps the soul going round and round.
Jam pur means the city of Death. That is where the grip leads. This is less a threat than a clear look at the problem. Think of a hand clenched tight around an old toy. It can't take the new gift being held out. A fist closed around things that pass away cannot receive what lasts.
What would it feel like to open your hand instead of clenching it?
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